Retribution

Retribution

There are no words... nothing that you could say that would make a difference,
To how much I feel that I have been betrayed. It seems that I was taken in like some wee boy,
Influenced by the web of lies and deceit that you weaved so effortlessly with no gumption,
No ounce of remorse as you played like the player that you are with our feelings.

If you had just small glimpse of the violent retribution that wells in me like some immense tsunami,
I'd see the dust come from your feet as you ran in the fucking barren desert that is your dry dead heart.
I can't believe that I thought that I could trust you and feel every bit the fool because I believed
We were friends.... What is it about you that you feel you have to destroy all of the good things in your life?

Why did you choose me, great destroyer, harbinger of bad tidings, have I not suffered enough in my life?
I wince when I look at how you sucked me into the vortex of your corrupted mind, how
You must scoff, that I was taken in you must think that you are so powerful if you were a man you'd be a living tripod.
I hate that I told you things no matter how small they were, and that I cast my pearls to you, you stinking pig.
And I know that none of this will mean a thing, you will already have another poor bastard in your sights.
I pity them and I hope that they are not sucked dry by the black hole that is your persona. I didnt know that
I was capable of such hatred, of negative energy in my heart, like a nuclear reactor, leaking deadly radiation
And longing for the preceding storm clouds to rain down the fall out right over your world, you black sick witch.

That would be to good for you though, I need you to suffer more, and I will smile
As the demon's dance over your fetid stinking corpse, and maggots feast in your lying eyes.
I also wish all the worst for you in the time that you have left, that you are befallen with all the tragedy
And pain and mental torture that you deserve you whore, and as you rot in that deformed ugly carriage that
You call your body, remember that I made it happen, I saw it and willed it into harsh fucking reality, so
Who is laughing now you dead soul? you horrid fucking traitor, we will play later, be sure of it....