“Don’t” Leave Me

This isn’t aimed at anyone in particular; I just felt like writing something harsh….

“Where are you going?

Please don’t go, I don’t want to be alone.

Come back, I’m begging you.

Why are you leaving me?


You think I’m not good enough?

You think I don’t listen?

You think I don’t care?

You think I don’t pay enough attention to certain subjects?

That’s it, isn’t it?

Answer me.

Get back here and tell me why you are leaving.

Oh. Oh.

I see now.


Everything’s so clear.

I don’t know how I didn’t see this before.

Yes, you’re right. It’s true.

I don’t listen. I don’t listen to people who don’t understand what they’re telling.

Like you.

I don’t care. I don’t care about things I hate.

Like you.

I don’t pay attention to subjects that bore me half to death. I’m busy thinking about what I could be doing instead of sitting there listening to them drone on.

Like you when you speak to me.

But, oh but, you are wrong about one thing. So wrong.

You are wrong that I’m not good enough.

I am better than you will ever become. I will conquer the world.

Unlike you.

Because you, you will never make it to the top. You will never have anyone who actually cares about you. Your funeral will be empty, with only the devil there in the back. And even he will be there against his will.

I know that for a fact.

Go ahead, leave.

Why are you still standing in my doorway? Get out of here.

I honestly don’t care anymore.


Now you’re sorry. You say you don’t mean a single word you said? Interesting.

I see right through your act.

No, I refuse to take you back in.


Because I’ve made up my mind on what you are. You’re a monster, here to drink my blood and rip my heart to shreds, then turn me into a demon as well.

Now you understand. I can see it in your eyes.

Take your suitcase and leave.

Find a different victim, I am unwilling.

No, you can’t come back in and get the item you “forgot.”

It’s too late, you’ve made a mistake you can’t ever fix.

Get out of here.

I don’t want to see your filth in my house ever again.”


Copyright by Amelia Jacobson


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