Treasure Island

basil brewer


Torture


You've tortured me for far to long and now i'm dead
You had a thirst for blood and it was that, that i fed
For you I bled
The color of my blood is red
But the color of your soul is black
You cheated and stabbed me in the back
You made my life that of a broken track
My soul for you was a snack
You made me carry the heaviest pack
I tried to run but you followed my track
why the hell did you torture me
this pain that you caused, I hope you can see
What the ****? ! Why wont you let me be
My life is like a brittle tree
Every path I take leads to a dead end
your love for me was pretend
You cheated as if cheating was the new trend
You took my hear and gave it a bend
Then you tore it up and threw it away
I hope God makes you pay
You better pray
Because to god you are nothing but a w****
The love I had for you is no more

Submitted: Wednesday, May 21, 2014
Edited: Wednesday, May 21, 2014

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Poet's Notes about The Poem

This is a poem a wrote today and it wasn't really ment towards anybody but now that I think about it, it reminds me of my ex

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