It feels like you're not capable of change
Too old
Too selfish
Simply too deranged
Too late to take back all the damage rendered
Surroundings diminished since day you first entered
When facing adversity you choose to run
To you life a game but it isn't any fun
I wish you'd be forced to endure the same hurt you inflict
Then while you are on the ground simultaneously kicked
Who could love somebody like you?
(Besides your family)
Only related because they're required to be
Someone making others miserable just because they can
The female version of the Tin Man
I find it hard to believe many consider you attractive
Every move you make is to your appearance detractive
When they start seeing your ******** you hit the road
Onto the next victim's life to corrode
You have strength in manipulation
Weakness in heart
Only a matter of time till your charade falls apart
Maybe somebody will reach through and you will actually grow
Be better inside not only just for show
But for now darkness has a hold of your soul
Consumption steadily taking control
Friendships should treasure not throw away like they're trash
Setting fire and watching while they burn into ash
But isn't it what you do best?
Tear everyone into shreds?
Worming way into their lives to purposefully **** with their heads
I have zero idea what you gain with your depravaties
Mind must be stricken with some type of mental disease
Arms cannot reach to touch or hug somebody close
Fingers busy fumbling for your next dose
Or stealing objects that do not belong to you
Try in my house again and you'll end up black and blue
From beginning should have treated you like an aggressor
Never given opportunity to rifle through our dresser
If paths cross once more I promise it's on sight
Don't plan on showing mercy
You better be prepared to fight
Hope you look over shoulder every waking minute of the day
By the time I hit your peripheral it'll be too late to run away
I want to teach a lesson-one you will not forget
Believe this poem is much more than a threat
Up until now sky has been the only limit to your offenses
Perhaps a beating necessary for you to come to your senses
If man above DOES exist I am certain he would approve
Of me striking the wickedness evident in your every move
In nearby future I foresee a shifting of fate's cards
It will soon be YOUR life dissembled into broken shards
Regret the heaviest weight for your hands to carry
Have done too much wrong-no amount of dirt can bury
Your imperfections may be covered by the familiar cloak of night
Come sunrise what's hidden will be exposed by blinding light
A plethora of lies scattered over this globe
Switching identities as quickly as clothes in wardrobe
Your evil spans fabric of time and space
Insults and destruction will never be erased
You drown the whispers of ghosts with meaningless noise
Inner serenity exchanged for fleeting interactions with boys
What a great role model for daughter you've become
If she follows in your footsteps to be like you she will be phony and dumb
I cannot wait to kick your *** and get the sweetest revenge
My mother's untimely death I will then have avenged
The instruments of detriment drugs and alcohol
Both contributed to downfall
I can't blame you for the dope or the start of her alcohol abuse
It is your fault the liquor was reintroduced
She was mostly sober when you began bringing ***** around
You left that bottle there it was soon thereafter downed
After that spiraled out of control
On her already declining health it took a massive toll
So **** you for being selfish not caring about her sobriety
All I will ever consider you is an enemy
For her demise and everything you stole from our home
Pretending to be sweet as honeycomb
Should have peered through your facade sooner but you put on a great show
Doubt you'll amount to anything more than a scandalous **
But all you've torn will heal and rise up even stronger
Won't have to tolerate your perversity any longer
It might be holier to choose the high road but I don't think that will be the case
As soon as I get the chance I'm going to smash your ugly face
Dec 1, 2025
Dec 1, 2025 at 12:37 AM UTC
It feels like you're not capable of change
Too old
Too selfish
Simply too deranged
Too late to take back all the damage rendered
Surroundings diminished since day you first entered
When facing adversity you choose to run
To you life a game but it isn't any fun
I wish you'd be forced to endure the same hurt you inflict
Then while you are on the ground simultaneously kicked
Who could love somebody like you?
(Besides your family)
Only related because they're required to be
Someone making others miserable just because they can
The female version of the Tin Man
I find it hard to believe many consider you attractive
Every move you make is to your appearance detractive
When they start seeing your ******** you hit the road
Onto the next victim's life to corrode
You have strength in manipulation
Weakness in heart
Only a matter of time till your charade falls apart
Maybe somebody will reach through and you will actually grow
Be better inside not only just for show
But for now darkness has a hold of your soul
Consumption steadily taking control
Friendships should treasure not throw away like they're trash
Setting fire and watching while they burn into ash
But isn't it what you do best?
Tear everyone into shreds?
Worming way into their lives to purposefully **** with their heads
I have zero idea what you gain with your depravaties
Mind must be stricken with some type of mental disease
Arms cannot reach to touch or hug somebody close
Fingers busy fumbling for your next dose
Or stealing objects that do not belong to you
Try in my house again and you'll end up black and blue
From beginning should have treated you like an aggressor
Never given opportunity to rifle through our dresser
If paths cross once more I promise it's on sight
Don't plan on showing mercy
You better be prepared to fight
Hope you look over shoulder every waking minute of the day
By the time I hit your peripheral it'll be too late to run away
I want to teach a lesson-one you will not forget
Believe this poem is much more than a threat
Up until now sky has been the only limit to your offenses
Perhaps a beating necessary for you to come to your senses
If man above DOES exist I am certain he would approve
Of me striking the wickedness evident in your every move
In nearby future I foresee a shifting of fate's cards
It will soon be YOUR life dissembled into broken shards
Regret the heaviest weight for your hands to carry
Have done too much wrong-no amount of dirt can bury
Your imperfections may be covered by the familiar cloak of night
Come sunrise what's hidden will be exposed by blinding light
A plethora of lies scattered over this globe
Switching identities as quickly as clothes in wardrobe
Your evil spans fabric of time and space
Insults and destruction will never be erased
You drown the whispers of ghosts with meaningless noise
Inner serenity exchanged for fleeting interactions with boys
What a great role model for daughter you've become
If she follows in your footsteps to be like you she will be phony and dumb
I cannot wait to kick your *** and get the sweetest revenge
My mother's untimely death I will then have avenged
The instruments of detriment drugs and alcohol
Both contributed to downfall
I can't blame you for the dope or the start of her alcohol abuse
It is your fault the liquor was reintroduced
She was mostly sober when you began bringing ***** around
You left that bottle there it was soon thereafter downed
After that spiraled out of control
On her already declining health it took a massive toll
So **** you for being selfish not caring about her sobriety
All I will ever consider you is an enemy
For her demise and everything you stole from our home
Pretending to be sweet as honeycomb
Should have peered through your facade sooner but you put on a great show
Doubt you'll amount to anything more than a scandalous **
But all you've torn will heal and rise up even stronger
Won't have to tolerate your perversity any longer
It might be holier to choose the high road but I don't think that will be the case
As soon as I get the chance I'm going to smash your ugly face
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