You've long made me so incredibly mad,
All I've wanted for you was something bad.
Every little portion of every breath,
For 20 years, wished to learn of your death.
The way you've treated me was like a rape,
And I've spent decades trying to escape.
Nonetheless, for 20 years, you have stood;
My consolation: you've reached widowhood.
Normally, I'd wish that on nobody;
But for 20 years, you’ve tormented me.
Without you, my life could've been different;
Yet because of you, I have lived hell-bent.
As someone who's dealt with a broken heart,
You're in my club -- it's like mosaic arts!
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Author:
LostLoner (
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- Published: April 24th, 2022 04:56
- Comment from author about the poem: This poem was written about my emotional rapist, who impacted my life in a less-than-desirable way.
- Category: Sad
- Views: 15
Comments1
I always thought that people like should get like they treat others,but I've learned that they ultimate revenge is for you to carry on, be happy, grow stronger instead of weaker like they want, at least in my experience
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