Wednesday, March 2, 2011

More bad poetry


We've all made our mistakes in life. Mine, in particular, has a name. I dated him right after my senior year of high school and, well, it wasn't pretty. Oh, it was for awhile, but then he got all freaky on me - threatened any guy who paid me a compliment, banned me from seeing my best friend, monopolized my time ... yeah, it was dumb to stay with him, and I don't know why I did. I was young and stupid and thrived on the attention, I guess. Anyway ... wherever you are now jerk-off, this one's for you ...

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It doesn’t take much to leave a mark
That’s not where he attacks because he’s smart.
It’s so much easier the world to deceive,
And decrease my credibility – without bruises, no one will believe.
I know you though,
The evil lurking in your soul.
I watch you crumble to nothing when I say “no”
Power shifts, you lose control.
You target my confidence, leave me with nothing
But relying on you just to feel something.
You want to own me,
Under your spell I submit wholly.
No more will I be your puppet and play games,
I don’t need your safety, I can dance in the rain.
Take your abusive affection to some other girl,
So you can demolish her self-worth and her world
Karma is real, your games will come back to haunt you
I won’t see the shell of a man you’ll become when they do.
My only wish for you is that you learn your lesson well
Before you spend an eternity paying for it in hell.

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