A wonder to me,
so much hatred in those
eyes and spite in those words.
Atrocities of self imposed ego,
the world must be bowing down
at your unwashed feet for the axis
of the earth tilts at your command.
Come down from your mighty throne
and lay upon my skin your bite,
fists scorned in fury, scars from emotional
battlegrounds hold no depth now and
you linger on the grass verge of betrayal
your hate washes over me much
the same as your fingers at my throat,
meaningless as you pull me back into the
depths of your hell, my worth carries no
value you cannot strip me of what i do not
own. And so it is, no pain is pain without true
gain her heart so pure you tainted it in the
posion of your callous tongue, you crush her
with your heavy burden of fear in a repressed
offering of strength, you are all powerful as she
cries tears, you are king as she tends to the broken
beats of her heart, you are all…I shall pick up
the pieces as i always do, sellotape the cracks
and whisper to her that she is princess to a
Queen…I will cocoon her in love so great your
hate cannot break the barrier, i will be her wall
of defense and meet with pride your fury, i will
be her moat and drown in the suffocation of your spite.
I will be her castle and keep her safe for eternity.
You are a wonder to me so much hate within
those eyes so much poison in that heart, so much
spite in that soul, you are blind and raging in a
storm of your own creation.