You know what you've done
And you know you're guilty.
I gave you a chance to repent,
To admit your sin and to fix things.
And I would've forgiven you,
No matter how grievous your defilement was.
But it was too easy for you, wasn't it?
Still you were obstinate,
Wearing that halo on your head
When you are anything but deserving.
I admitted my faults
Just to make it easier for you,
For it pains me to bear grudges.
And because I held the hope
That it could be better than this.
But no, you just had to rub it in.
You had to keep rubbing into my scars
Like you were born perfect.
You couldn't take what I gave
Because I was below your value;
You thought my romantic fixations
Was nothing but a nuisance.
And you knew I would fall for you
And yet you used me
For your perverted amusement.
Did you really think that somehow,
I would let you drive off into the sunset
Without claiming what was due?
You mark my words,
You sanctimonious, hypocritical __________.
I lay this curse upon you
That shall last till your final moments.
What you did to me
Will be the same for all the suitors you seek.
You will never be able to give your heart
In the name of love.
You will only want them
For cheap sex
And other material pleasures.
The joy and love you want
Shall never come in your lifetime.
And the ones you will get
Will be cruel and selfish,
Just like you.
You deserve this.
The treacherous poison in your heart
Will bear the fruit of your misery.
And this I promise,
My words shall ring true
For every day that you live.
I want you to know this,
And I want you to live with it.
Well @bloodangel this is my best attempt at writing like you so I hope you like it.
I wrote this poem with that disloyal user in mind. Wherever you are, I hope you find nothing but ruin and heartbreak everywhere you go. I hope you burn in Hell.
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PoetryPoetry, prose, and more from the fountain of thought. Cover made by the wonderful @-fedorable. Best Rankings: #3 Essay #3 Monologue #4 Draft #1 Poetry