Broken Poem by April Humason

As I sit here so angrily my fantasy darkens into hatred. Hell has began to dwell in the root of my soul. The dark is the spark of my new beginning. Your still living and this is just so unforgiving. I thought you were my friend but it was just all pretend. You were my life and I was gonna be your wife. Now I'm your ex and the subject of all your jokes. I was out of money so you got a new honey and left me all lonely. So now I'm all obsessed and a little possessed since we split. I'm not going to rebel or make up a spell. Don't worry death is not coming for you so take a deep breath. Revenge would not avenge the torture of my broken heart. It just pointless when your as mindless as you.