Saturday, June 3, 2017

I guess you won.

She looks in the mirror but no longer knows that girl
Rage rises, guilt grips down, bits of pain unfurl.
She was broken, pieces hidden all over the place.
Thank you for making her feel like she was a disgrace.

You treated her like she was horrible and weak,
you acted like she was nothing but a goddamn freak.
Your inability to love is a back handed curse,
every single moment making her feel worse.

You said she disagreed with everything you said.
but when she spoke all you did was turn your head.
You said she was a former shell of herself,
But you put every single emotion up on the shelf

Running in circles, trying to please, she couldn't breathe,
All your broken promises, crushed her and made her seethe
You did this. No ability to empathize, this was your choice.
So stand proud, from your mouth, nothing but an empty voice

She stood beside you but now is running far from you
The long con, the chosen mark, in everything you do
Crushing lies so frequently, you believe its the truth,
But your mind focused on nothing but your lost youth.

Dark days turn to rain clouds crushing,
Darkness is violently approaching; mind rushing.
She begged you to help her, to save her life,
But before you walked away you handed her the knife.

Tears, anger and fear is what you deserve.
You gifted this pain, what motivates the nerve?
Proud, selfish and mean, you use everyone
But in your heartless intolerance, I guess you won.

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