The Christmas Gift Poem by Ocean Myranda

Thanks for the gift; I don’t know what to say,
It reminds me, each and every day,
The pain and suffering you gave me,
It reminds me of the torture and the misery.

You took my childhood life,
You lied to the one, who you used to call, your wife,
I hope your happy with who you are,
The damage you did, to me, left a scar.

I know you wanted to control me,
There were other ways, don’t you agree,
It’s hard to stay sane,
Knowing you let me live in pain.

It was five years ago,
I have flashbacks and have to relive it, you know,
For two years, you destroyed this little girl,
You ruined her and made her into a bloodstain pearl.

One year later, the cops are told,
The secrets of what happened, unfold,
Some fireman you were,
To die in a fire, rather than be rescued by you, I’d prefer!

You were supposed to be a hero,
To me, you’re nothing, but a zero,
You know I’m too nice, Dale,
But you deserve to rot in jail!

Now this poem isn’t meant to make you angry,
I just want you to see,
I’m not that helpless little girl you used to know,
I’m a big girl now, a ticking bomb, ready to blow!

With all that I’ve been through,
I think the one who should be suffering is, you,
Thanks to you, my childhood was shattered,
But you’re an adult, I don’t matter!

That is extremely wrong, you see,
I know what matters, and that is me,
You don’t really care,
I just want you to be aware.

I want you to die,
You sick jerk, which had to lie,
You’re now a labeled SEX OFFENDER, isn’t it great,
You are now the center of all my HATE!

I’m a Scorpio, which means I don’t easily forgive,
That is why I think you shouldn’t live,
Sadly, I can’t do anything to you,
Unlike you’re used to, it’s true.

Have a Merry Christmas, you sick jerk,
I hope you learn never to smirk,
All it takes is just one think to put you in that cell,
There is one last thing, you, I have to tell,
Merry Christmas…

GO ROT IN HELL! ! ! ! !