There can be no absolution
for the things I’ve done
yet you do not talk of revenge or retribution
you forgive, too easily
(or maybe I believe, too easily)
lulled into a false sense of security
maybe I will pay one day
offer a vial of my blood to a faceless God
break my bones down
until they are a pile of dust
dust that you can scatter, like ashes
pretending I was good once, kind, considerate
a girl a million miles away for the one
wielding the knife over your best friend’s heart
yes, there were mitigating circumstances
but very few victims actually **** their ******
I mean, that’s wrong. They all should, really,
and get away with it.
because people like that have given up
their right to live
**** is ****** in a way,
except you wake up…
to **** these animals is self defence,
reclaiming, asserting yourself that
you will NOT be a ******* victim
that there can be only one survivor in this
and that’s you
Aug 6, 2021
Aug 6, 2021 at 9:54 PM UTC
There can be no absolution
for the things I’ve done
yet you do not talk of revenge or retribution
you forgive, too easily
(or maybe I believe, too easily)
lulled into a false sense of security
maybe I will pay one day
offer a vial of my blood to a faceless God
break my bones down
until they are a pile of dust
dust that you can scatter, like ashes
pretending I was good once, kind, considerate
a girl a million miles away for the one
wielding the knife over your best friend’s heart
yes, there were mitigating circumstances
but very few victims actually **** their ******
I mean, that’s wrong. They all should, really,
and get away with it.
because people like that have given up
their right to live
**** is ****** in a way,
except you wake up…
to **** these animals is self defence,
reclaiming, asserting yourself that
you will NOT be a ******* victim
that there can be only one survivor in this
and that’s you
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