Thursday, February 14, 2013

Stains.


Cancerously consumed me ravaging my sanity making me despise you more with each minute that slipped away like sand, your manner maligned me mockingly as your acid lies corroded the beauty in our land.  Still naive of me to believe that this was not a part of your plan, you were barely a boy though you claimed to be a man.

Wickedly waged a war with me, wanting to wound me with your words as weapons, vindictively victimized me, venomously terrorized me, you were such a villain.  Ravenously rode me raining on my happiness with every chance you'd get, pitifully probed me preying on my weakness resulting in rivers of regret. 

I trusted you to treat me right instead you robbed me in the night, I trusted you to treat me right, but you stripped  me of my sight.  

You really blinded me, played me like a pawn in your wicked game of Chess.  Really blind-sighted me, left my world in such a mess.  

Fiercely fabricated figments of your imagination that you accused me of, though my only fear was that I had foolishly fallen in love.  Angrily accosted me at every opportunity that arose, aiming to avenge your heart that others had froze.  

Poisonously painted a picture of me that profiled you as the saint, possessed, you played the part provoking sympathy from all, sadistically saved your torment for me, somehow convinced that I was the sinner though my self-respect prevailed and prevented me from taking the fall.

I trusted you to treat me right instead you robbed me in the night, I trusted you to treat me right, but you stripped  me of my sight.  

You really blinded me, played me like a pawn in your wicked game of Chess.  Really blind-sighted me, left my world in such a mess.  

Unburdened of you now, I can confess that your vile notion of love left me blessed aware now and conscious of what I do and don't deserve.  Liberated from your lies, I can attest and promise that karma's claws will sink into your chest, just wait and see, my reputation will be preserved.

Look who's crying now, that I am immune to your petty games.  Your war crimes against me are over, your power over me went up in flames.  You can keep trying to point the finger without accepting any blame.  Now that it's all over, I have washed away your stains.  

I trusted you to treat me right instead you robbed me in the night, I trusted you to treat me right, but you stripped  me of my sight.  

You really blinded me, played me like a pawn in your wicked game of Chess.  Really blind-sighted me, left my world in such a mess.  

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