Revenge
If my heart was a scene,
The rain would be pouring,
The wind destructive,
And the sun would be no more.
The sky would be red,
And plants would turn black.
The thunder would be deafening,
And the lightning, blinding.
The pain I have felt,
The storms I have faced,
You will never understand
the meaning of heartbreak.
Stabbed and burned,
Tortured and abused,
One can only take so much
Before destruction overtakes.
Depiction and lies,
Disappointment and pain.
Pushed past what I could tolerate,
I am living in vain.
Bruised and battered,
Beaten and destroyed.
Hate is the truth,
And love is a lie.
With only a small piece intact,
I gave out what was left.
Piece by piece,
Until my very last breath.
Alone and cold
Empty and dead.
The life has been sucked away,
With nothing left to give.
I bet you are proud,
You all know who your are.
You are thieves in disguise,
You collect naive hearts.
Black and evil,
Poison and venom,
You are all sick and ugly,
Like demons in the night.
A day will come
And you pay for your crimes.
There will be nowhere to run
You will pled and cry.
Scared and trembling,
Petrified and ashamed.
You will all fall in love,
And watch it all be ripped away.
The strength of the fear
Will destroy your mind
It will haunt you and taunt you
And with your pain, you'll feel mine.
Karma and payback
Punishment and lessons,
The wrath of unloyalty
Will be your disaster.
Copyright © Bianca Temple | Year Posted 2013
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