I was there.
I held you in full view when she threw you to your knees.
I watched as she horse whipped your heart, the way that you whipped mine.
I laughed so hard that tears of ice crystals burnt my cheeks.
Once I was bitter, always sharp as lemon drops,
Acid drops of fantasy.
Bleed baby bleed.
The knots are stressed they're fast and tight.
You wore your just desserts like a child, pathetic and quivering.
A strange shade of vile hit me hard.
I smiled.
I thought out loudly to the world, thank god I'm free.
Reviled drunks and hunks.
Then I thought again, you know.
This piece of spiteful nastiness really isn't me.
But after a ****** day at work it made me feel better.
(c)Livvi