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Betrayal: a rant in four movements

How long will a self centered, parasitic, manipulative user of a little girl wander blindly through life with no thought beyond her own selfish needs go unchecked? How many will fall trying satisfy an empty fulfillment of her unending hunger that is only satiated by leaching the love of others who blindly seek to give her warmth, compassion and love and end up hurt, broken and lost as she gaily trips off to another hapless victim, heedless of the heart ache, hurt and anger left behind.

What enlightened soul will see through the veneer of that "innocent" child and shove a stake into her black heart freeing the torment of her withered lovers? The sweet smell of freedom as they fly into release from that cold prison

How much shall she beg forgiveness..or is she so oblivious to anything beyond her own self interest that she'll wander blindly into an unforgiving cosmos? I can only pray the Goddess allows me the gift of hearing that plaintive whimper and the stunned look when I reply.."No"

And smile as the light fails from those false orbs and the true hideous nature shows in that last dying gasp of life that escapes the empty corridors of a dry and dead heart. May her every heart ache return a thousand fold back to her until she breaks, screams repentance or rids the world of her unyielding appetite and spills her hollow life upon the earth were it may nurture sweeter fruit over the rot in her dead soul

Author notes

To open up to love, then be betrayed is hard. To forgive and work to rebuild is noble till betrayal comes yet again..then no words can define the hurt, the rage and the hostility for such abject disregard for anything or anyone else that one sees through that pain teh true horror that lurks behind the sweetest of face.
My soul was hers, my life given gladly.
It was crushed, stolen and shit on. Now I can only hope that she feels a hundred times over the agony she inflicts on others.
I have no poetry for such pain. Just a burning scar that seeks retribution.

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  • Omenta Piccolina
    November 4

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    Amazing

    Your pain and suffering is so potent in your words. I know what it's like to lose and to feel that crushing pain
    I am sorry for your suffering.
    From one being to another.