I scream out with a shrill voice
it's cracked as if decaying
and I want to break his heart,
literally, not in the mental sense
I'm eternally saying "fuck it"
to all we had and what could have been
because this spiritual awakening has
driven me mad of a night of non-sleep
He's cheated for his last time
I'm turning away with my dignity intact
and I can hold my head high
knowing I've gotten my revenge
He's sitting on the kitchen floor
with a face bruised by a woman
and I'm laughing as I close the door,
my insanity is luminous
We're over, as I'm sure he knows
because I've just abused him,
worse than he did to me for all those years
I left him weak, likely to lose consciousness
I was always stronger than him
and I refused to see it in the short run
but when the realization came
it slapped me in my face and I did it bigtime
Author notes
It's always been my dream to abuse a man, but I haven't yet =/ This is my way of getting it out, I suppose.
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- Nothing Boring by cali951.
500 points, ended December 3, 2007, 104 entries
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