Several times hurt, still getting stabbed,
Without even recovering, I am getting mad.
I also feel bad, closer to me, betrayed me,
I was chained; they used me as a puppet.
They enjoyed very well because they put me in hell.
My heart got damaged, not even cured with the magic of a mage,
But it still beats as if nothing's wrong,
getting used to it for so long.
Losing my mind because I was blind,
To trust somebody this easy, I paid a hefty price.
No one helped, no one pitied,
My damaged heart slowly turns to evil.
Now I am worshipping the devil king,
"Please grant me the power to kill,
I will give you my everything, even my soul to deal,
Because my damaged heart can't heal."
I swore vengeance, not forbearance,
They killed the human inside me,
Now I am turning cruel and inhumane,
That they can't even imagine.
Exhausted, pleading to the kind one,
To help me heal, to help me escape this pathetic fate,
I think he is running late, or he can't hear me,
So let me be the evil one.
My heart turns cold-blooded, my eyes only show hatred,
Desire to destroy, now it's my turn to play with toys.
Tables turn, I am the creditor, seizing everything from my debtor,
Every pain equals two, double the amount that they gave me too,
Let them realize how it feels too, being treated like this by the one,
Who they toyed with and looked down upon,
How it feels to be a clown.
My damaged heart destroyed their vicious heart,
Now they are begging as if I'm the cruel one from the start.
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" Trapped In The Fear Of Darkness "
PoetryThe poem begins with a sense of restlessness as the speaker struggles to fall asleep, finding the act of dreaming increasingly irritating. These dreams haunt them every day, presenting a familiar, nightmarish scenario where they are ensnared like pr...
