I cant stand to be around her.
The very sight of her beauty,
Sends me into a sarcastic, jealous rage.
As much as I hate her inner soul,
I greet her with a friendly smile & a precious embrace.
And she has no idea, she is my most hated enemy.
In every aspect of my life, I compare myself to her.
I have done for years.
And throughout these 4 years I have been defeated,
Every. Single. Time.
Still, everyday I subject my self-confidence,
To a unique sadistic form of torture.
Constantly, I live in fear.
Everything appears so perfect.
There must be something going on.
She must be repeating her heinous and immoral ways.
Casting an enchantment over you,
Like she has done, so many times.
I look at her and through my eyes I plea,
That she stop her ways of twisting my heart,
Into a horrid knot.
That wont undo,
Not even with the help of my current
Dose of anti-depressants and weekly visits,
To my psycologist.
If only she could see the pain, the hurt,
The endless ammount of nights crying myself to sleepl.
Please darling; Stop?
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