vicious revenge feel its strain.
Engrained forever on a decaying brain.
For its a plague with no andetote. No cure.
Nothings sacred. nothings pure.
No honor here to gain but a grasp of guilt, sorrow and pain.

A trench deep seated with animosity.
Hearts too blinded by hatred to see.
Its walls engulfing like vines round a tree.
But no vegeance shall set you free.

In realising its errors and fate
The soul desperately searches to escape.
Weary, hollow, it longs to retire
But hatred enslaves as its walls grow higher

For this is one prison sentence that will never transpire..
If you fight fire with fire.

My words sweet as honey
Will leave a bitter taste in your mouth .
Revenge isn't best served cold- it should be sweet with a hint of poison.

I was an afterthought.
A question
A doubt
A maybe
A someday
An eventually
An I'm not ready.

I felt safe with you.
can you believe that kind of ******* irony
you were home
even when you locked me out
even when I smashed your windows
and you still wouldn't let me in
you were a light at the end of the tunnel
even when you were the ******* tunnel
even when I bled from your wrists
even when the all six shots never missed
even when the only piece of you left to hurt was me
even when you hurt me
you were safety.

now I keep thinking how you feel in his arms
I hope he is a house that will never be home
I hope he never ever writes you a poem
I hope he can't **** the emptiness out of you
I hope he can never make you feel as happy as I do
I hope you miss me every ******* day
I hope you know that you will remember me as the one that got away
Because I ******* am

I am not an afterthought.
I am an answer.
a first choice.
an only option.
a right now.
I am the light at the end of the tunnel
I am the one you couldn't regret leaving any more.
I am closing your door.

Perhaps it was a one time ordeal.
Until that time again,
I won't know.
Words are Words-
Just give me something physical.
A chemical reaction.
I'm seeking for a fix...