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Tabitha Dec 2013
She is as sly as a fox,
Looking over everyone as if she is a hawk,
She is a mystery quite extraordinary,
No one knows how tough her scratches are,
A backstabber not even known from a far,
Her sympathy is of no extent,
All she leaves is a massive dent,
A dent of hope in the world,
A hope that once was lit in this rut of a place,
She smiles and stares as she inches closer to stab you,
Stab you ever so carefully in your back,
Once she has got was she has need your down in the dumps in a sac,
She says that you are sour and you sour her mood,
It's funny because I wish I was rude,
Rude enough to get back for everything you had done,
The prize she sought is won,
But my friend you'll be the very first to run!

Hush, She does not speak,
Her venom is that ten times worse,
Just befriending her is much like a curse,
Her words so ever twisting acting with great success,
Acts as if it had never happened,
As if this entire world was blackened,
Acts as if there was no event of such,
As if there is nothing much,
Continues down her pity little path,
She was really good at numbers really well at math,
With scales of larger numbers and poison even larger,
Flaunting about the abilities she has,
There isn't much we can do not even in a class,
How can something so small and innocent,
So twisted and bent,
Be the most horrid from all creatures?
WGelles Jul 2017
The punitive silences,
the bad atmosphere they generate,
the mind-games they use to try to **** you in
are telltale signs of the toxic person.
It could be your in-laws, a parent, coworker, your boss or spouse,
a sibling, a roommate, boyfriend or girlfriend,
someone you want out of the house.
Toxic people want to make you miserable.
Especially if you're a decent sort, they hone in on you like a heat-seeking missile.
They spew their negativity and blame it on you.
They lie constantly, or twist the facts to suit their changing needs of the moment
and they never apologize (so don't expect an apology, ever).
With a toxic person there is no reciprocity.
They sprinkle their toxic dust on you.  It makes them feel better.
Their ulterior goal is to demean you, to make you feel smaller.
They project their worst tendencies onto you,
find fault with you for traits you don't possess---
a shadow of the **** that lurks inside them.
They try to dictate the emotional atmosphere
through their attitude or twisted mood.
They drain you of your energy, bring you down,
They'll always find a reason why your good news isn't great news.
Their agenda is to cut you down to their size,
to manipulate and control
to ******* over while they play the injured party.

Confront the bully.  Speak up to the manipulator, the trickster, the backstabber.
but beyond a certain point
there is no point in arguing with them.  
Don't try to change the toxic person.  You can't.
You'd have better luck changing an orangutan into **** sapiens.
Only a shrink could change them, and then only if they hit rock-bottom.
Don't try to justify yourself.  It's a waste of time which would only draw you deeper into their net.
Set boundaries to keep their negativity in check.
Stop trying to please them.
Let that toxic somebody in your life know you're onto them
and they can't get away with it anymore.
Don't fall into their trap, don't get caught up in their life-dramas
or try to get them out of trouble.  Don't let them instill guilt in you.
But try not to take their toxicity personally.
Remember, it's them, not you.  You are not to blame
though they desperately want you to feel you've done something wrong.

If necessary (and if possible), delete the toxic person from your life and move on.
Know when enough is enough.
Saying good riddance doesn't necessarily mean you hate them, it means
your own well-being comes first.
Immunize yourself.  Preserve your inner strength.
Set your own rules.
And, when possible, just walk away.
Sarah Procak May 2014
I never knew what it was like
To feel so ******* betrayed
Until I met you

All my secrets,
All your lies
Flooded to the surface
The day you turned your back on me

You are the reason
I do not trust
Rob Sandman Mar 2016
You’re a poisoned rose in a wedding band,
A glad eye with a stabbing hand,
A tumour ,vicious rumour surrounds you,
BP Exxon -death abounds you,
I first found you amusing and witty,
cutting remarks a stick with both ends ******-

Gutter scumbag with a glaze of charm,
Only interested in doing harm,
A sociopath with a crocodile smile,
always had the last laugh,- real fight? Run a mile,
Backstabber Judas priest,but **** was I deceived,
Each Lie you sold I truly believed.

I stood by you ,defended you til the bitter end,
Bitter irony I know,with you as a friend,
Who the **** needs enemies, its all a front,
An affront to my instincts,get out of my life you ****.

chorus

"My toxic friend this is the end get out of my life for good,
Every time you smile a child dies you’re up to no good,
Don’t call me-text me unfriend me before you end me,
You’re the epitome of the new word-Frenemy."

Now I hear you’re spreading rumours behind my back,
Bad move,wrong play better stand back,
Your malicious manouevery no longer stands,
I’m two steps ahead your end is planned.

You better watch your back,you’ve got no back up and no spine,
Juggling hedgehog maze lies through a field of land mines,
I’ve got my eye on you ex pal,don’t worry your time’s come,
we’ll see who can outrun the .45 from a gun,
That you’ve been begging for for years no tears at your end,
You’re a poxy oxymoron my toxic friend.

So come out to play my way and see who draws first,
I guarantee you a surprise not my blood burst,
Flying in the air like a hose god only knows,
You’re a fly in my eye a burr under my skin so out she goes,
The left that hits your jaw will saw your head from your neck
You talk a good fight,good night,I’ll leave ya wrecked.

chorus

"My toxic friend this is the end get out of my life for good,
Every time you smile an angel loses wings you’re no good,
Don’t call me-text me unfriend me before you end me,
You’re the epitome of the new word-Frenemy."
This is a Song I wrote for a female singer  that I forgot about...any takers?
Mary Catherine Mar 2011
Excuse me Miss, the test results are back.
We’ve spoken to your family, and we are
Sad to say that you are numb.
You will start your treatment tomorrow.

I’m


                  So


                                   Sorry


I’ve been numb for some weeks now

It started at my toes

It nibbled on my legs

It flirted with my head

Slowly but surely tiptoeing in

Numbness is a silent killer

It plays nice and deceives you

Creeping through my body

Then it took my heart

For numbness is a backstabber

It is not what it seems

It uses other emotions to find you

It is covered by fear, for they are good friends

It hides under sadness’s billowing cloak.

And it is smuggled through the heart’s border by anger

But now it’s in my heart

For the soldiers have come out of the Trojan horse

They pillage and take

For numbness is greedy

They start at interests and the hobbies

It makes them seem boring and not worth while

See numbness is tactful, precise, and deadly

It plays with your mind, and slowly eats away at your heart

Hallowing it out, emptying you

Numbness is always hungry

And now I don’t know what I have left that it could take.






Do not worry, for this illness you have, this plague, it is not deadly

And while the treatment we have prepared for you will not change you back

Because once numbness steals, It does not give back easily

It taints your mind, and like wine on a white tablecloth

It does not fade easily

Numbness scars the mind

It leaves its signature with a heart

You will not be who you used to be

You will be faded version of yourself

And a talkative young girl like your self should not be worried

For those who come into our hospital as vibrant and colorful as you

Don’t fade as much as the quieter ones

See you were stronger than them

Your mind did not give up as easily as theirs

But we are treating you early

And you will be fixed, not to worry

Our results of this treatment are stellar

See you will not be fully put back together

Just a little shattered

Not as broken
Chloe London Dec 2012
This little thing hanging on a wall,
Much more than just a thing,
It holds more memory's than a brain ever could,
Every time I look at it, floods of tears it would bring.

This little thing hanging on a wall,
Square
Brown
Used to be rectangular, standing tall.

This little thing on a wall,
That thing standing tall,
Was once a mirror staring at my back,
Every time she looked at it, it would crack.

This little thing on a wall,
I smashed and chopped
And cut it down,
The only emotion it brings to my face now is a frown.

Now this little thing on a wall,
Is now a broken picture frame,
Not a mirror,
Not a memory,
Not any little thing at all - It's a real big shame...
Chris Slade Apr 2019
What do you reckon? I know what you’ve been thinking…
We’re on a ship that looks unsteady, like it’s sinking…
We’ve made shaky plans to be gung-** and to go it all alone…
But we’re beginning to wonder… are we heading for some kind of danger zone?…
At first we were just floating along - enjoying the passing view
And 2 years off it looked a lot easier …leaving the EU!
But there’s a waterfall downstream…and it looks like a helluva drop.
And once we get too near the edge, well, we won’t be able to stop.

The simplicity of Cameron’s ‘in - out’ referendum question dawned…
Cos, divorce is complicated.  Those who voted leave were scorned,
branded racist, or at least suffering some kind of mental disorder.
“Didn’t you stop to think about the about the Northern Irish border?” (best read in a 'silly', sneery voice).
But - back then there were 2 million Syrians, Afghans, Iraqis all walking toward Calais.
Some thought serious overcrowding problems could come our way.
Single Market,? Sovereignty? Customs Union? What the hell’s all that?
It means you’ll need a visa to go to Benidorm you ****!

Meanwhile Merkel diffused things by taking the refugees in.
But only served to rattle the bars of the **** leaning right wing.
The Spanish got all Oity Toity about us having Gibraltar.
And some of those previously unforeseen problems made Brexiteers falter.
This is David effing Cameron!… Farage embarrassed him into calling for a vote.
And, when the Remainers lost, Dave saw his chance to produce his sick note.
“I’ve done my bit”, he said “so… I’m standing down…  so who do you think should take my dodgy crown.
The Buffoon, the Backstabber, the Right Honourable Lady Home Sec?”
She, the author of  Windrush, Repatriation, food-banks, lower benefits? She got it! ****** heck!…

Hoodwinked by a government you maybe invested your life in, in all the earlier polls
Now we’ve all been tricked by a bunch of, navel gazing, self serving arseholes!
So it’s the blind leading the blind… Well, no.! Misinformed…and maybe just a bit short sighted.
And, you know, Theresa… she’ll most likely still get knighted.
But I doubt this episode will score with generations yet to come,
Deserted by this Parliamentary shambles - sitting on their hands, their collective ***.
The proletariat are cut adrift, and heading for the falls…
So we’re looking for a new saviour - someone with charisma…big *****!

Let’s look forward to this time next year… When some trusty politician re-writes our little story.
When we may be out - but far from down… Well I somehow can’t see it being a Tory…
And if isn’t Jezzer - who HAS got his eye on the prize…
McDonnel, Starmer, Benn, Tom (call me Slim) Watson? Who should THEY try for size?
And, just supposing, by chance, the Conservatives actually crack it
who, amongst the front runners there, could get the job and hack it?
Lord Snooty, Gove, Hammond…Hunt the err… Foreign Secretary,  Javid, Liam Fox (surely not!). Bojo?
With this current stay of Brexicution, for just a couple of weeks… the petition, the march, the chaos, could it still be NO-GO?…
Whatdya reckon?
The complexion of this subject - Brexit (if I hear the word one more time on TV I think I'll unplug the thing and throw it out of the window) changes by the minute so it's hard to pin it down - Here is where we're at up to this point.
Nathan Dec 2017
Trying to show empathy
After stabbing someone in the back
Is like telling a man with no legs to walk up and down the road
Inexcusable and impossible for the other person too forget
Lynn Al-Abiad May 2017
Say hello to the monsters.
The ones that bed in you,
The ones that reveal themselves
The ones that turn into one
And the ones that find you.

Monster n°1 / The Fake One
This monster would want to prove itself and will use you because it can't depend on itself due to its insecurities. It's easily detectable.
This one is the least harmless.
All you have to do is simply lose contact - it won't need you twice.

Monster n°2 / The Backstabber
The one that crawls behind your back and leaves prints with every step it takes.
This one is the most vulnerable.
All you have to do is turn around, catch it and watch it tremor in-between your fingers.

Monster n°3 / The One That Dances With Your Demons
This monster dancer would do anything to get under your skin and show you what you'd wish to see.
This one is the most naive.
All you have to do is notice how it agrees with you on everything that comforts you instead of everything that makes you step forward.

Monster n°4 / The Puller
This one acknowledges itself as a monster and would show you, with all its ways, a road that meets your eye, but effectively, this road would eventually lead them to their goals.
This one is physically the strongest.
All you have to do is be mentally stronger and K.O. it.

Monster n°5 / The Choker
This one is an alpha monster. Its aim is to destroy you. It knows your power well and would do anything to stop you. It will make you love it as it poisons you. It would wrap itself around your neck and you wouldn't even notice.
This one is the most dangerous.
You can do nothing about it but seek help from people that can save you from all of what that monster has drained you from.

Say hello again to these monsters.
Now that you know them, don't become one and don't let them in.



- LynnAA
Monsters are never under your bed.

05/05/2017
Ally Jul 2015
I just want to disappear

I want peace

I'm tired of living in this world

With full of Backstabber and synthetic people.

Sometimes, there were people who always lift me up

But as I see things now, I think they also disappear

They really proved that people *****.

It's when you need help, no one is there.

It's when you think that someone deserves you trust,

but they proved they don't.

It's when you're confused who is really true to you.

It's when you don't want to talk to anyone anymore.

Then you'll know that no one really deserves it.

Living in this world is ain't it fun anymore.

How I wish I can go somewhere

Where no one knows who I am; or what's my story

Where I can find people who are not like the people I used to be with.
2/6/2015

Lol Nah. I remember this. I wrote this at school while we're doing nothing (and I really hadn't checked the grammar so correct me if I'm wrong lol). There was an election on our school and I'm one of the candidates. And there was an issue between candidates (and actually it's normal). There are many people who asked about the issue, about our opinion about it. Then we thought they actually agree with us, or they won't spread those things we said to them, but no. They stub us in the back. Yes, fake. By the way, the candidates including me were now okay. But one thing I learned: trust no one even yourself. Gave your trust to God, He is the only one who will never hurt nor disappoint you. :)
Luna Wrenn Mar 2019
a needle
a spool of thread
you offered to sew me back together
you helped take the stitches out
of the wounds you made
Robin Carretti Jan 2019
Orangey so tangy loosely
her words flowery so
rustic fun  ******  
the panic straight
jacket going ginger
snaps her ticket
Pocketful of sunshine
in your pocket

****** the maestro
In the stars of the cosmos

On the edge but earthly
Let's go slow
Did we miss the
whole entire glow
"So Tickle me Pink"
The stardust funds
of the trust
Having a light fuse
The picturesque
Fields so mystique personality
Lights up unique

Your word against mine
In a matter of fact were in
It's your cue waves pull me in

If so the sky does it remain
always blue such a variety
Of cookies no outrageous
Time for Oreos
What's inside its outside
Cleopatra's eyes snap away
Like a masquerade
Don't rain on my parade
Love of Virginia innocently
Love is the drug
insanely

Scrapes on her knees
The western front
Ginger Snaps
Those bottle caps and buzzing
honey bees Tangerine trees
Galavant like General Lee
Ginger the gunslinger
She's the singer
eating Saralees

Whats to boot
But getting closer
To the naked eye
to the surface be wise
"Owl Hoot"
So lovely genuinely
He's husky and ruly
Apps Gingersnaps
Exchanging cat naps

Her lips in higher
states of trips

Trying to get there
Bohemian Rapsody
The Queen of the
economy
Photo editing Unicorn pony
Another brainless wedding
We are the champions
What a snitch like a witch
Bad luck switch the lion's den
Topiary timeless good luck Zen
Loud sirens
Drug trafficker morons
The plastic Surgeons
Backstabber persons

Blue jeans snap taking a
Sniff Shiba Uni howls
To be loved in beauty
My Mom Judy good
earth bounty

Tall and sleek every week
Smells of Ginger
no danger
The earth on her cheeks
Can love be any truer  
Into the Gala the apple
of her eye never goodbye
Sweet baked goods putting food the way love to the end of her fingertips should let go, Ginger, snaps
I wanted to turn around
But your silence made me think twice
I realized when I walked away
You just saw a sheath for your knife.
cheyenne bishop Sep 2014
she wonders who she is
she looks in the mirror crying seeing those scars
from every single comment made
she watches as her makeup drains down her face
and her eyes swell from the tears
the tears that resemble all of her flaws
she sits there and says
why? Why cant I look like that?
her parents ask what she wants for dinner
but she refuses to eat in hopes she looks like
those models from the magazine
her friends tell her shes gorgeous
but yet she still looks in that mirror
and sees the girl she hates
the girl she never wanted to be
the girl she isn't
but yet she cant get past that because of society
we say its ok we understand
but yet if we did why do we still criticized people?
you say you see right through her but yet she is crying
and all you are doing is standing there watching.
her true beauty is shining through but nobody is looking
nobody see that she can be the happiest person
but with you sitting there pointing fingers
being a backstabber
bullying
causing all this pain and all she wants is to be happy
her true beauty is gorgeous she is the person people
want to be around
the girl that is goofy and smiles at everything
shes the person you can come to with any problem
shes the one you know you have a shoulder to cry on
but yet once again nobody realizes it
no one sees the pain
or the sadness in her eyes
all the see is a girl that strives for attention
a girl who wants to be thrown out there
someone who will spread her legs just to get  guy to like her
but she isn't that girl
her true beauty is a girl who will give you the
shirt off her back just to help you
the girl who will answer her phone at 4 in the morning to talk
if you have a problem
she wishes people would see past the lies
see past the rumors and realize who she really is
the only problem is that girl is starting to disappear
she is loosing faith  as much as shes loosing weight
as the tears hit her pillow she knows that girl she once was is
going down,
shes becoming someone she didn't want to be
the person she always hated
but she still see just a little bit
only a little bit
of her true beauty
C-wolf Aug 2014
Regurgitating secrets
onto sleek marble flooring
through the endless hall,
echoing in thier ears
like a broken record; repeating
and jumping back to
start it again.

Starting like the fresh blood
pumping into my veins
and out the cuts on my hands
that hole in my head
and down the side of the knife
impaled between the north and south  
of my core *****.
The so called "key" to living.
torturing us, wanting us to "love"
wanting us to "hate"
wanting us to pretty much "want".

But what do i know?
I'm just another writer
aiming for success
trying to decipher the
broken logic of lust and love
of trust and friendship.

TRUST?! is that what we need?
To make this world
actually rely on another
to possibly
help with thier troubles
and discover the other?

Or if trust was real
and there was no such thing
as a backstabber,
i wouldn't be in this hall
lying face first
in a pool full
of ****** lies
and truthful *****.
This roughly 4 years old i think? It was on my old account and also another site i used to use (DA) and i thought it'd be worth sharing. Thankyou for reading.
Andrew Durst Apr 2014
I'm a monster;
Everything I hate.
I breathe in these lies
Just to suffocate.
Backstabber,
Look me in the eyes.
There's no chance for tomorrow,
I fell by your demise.
Heartache,
I thought your love was true.
But everything we did,
Is now simply everything
I rue.
My back is against the wall
Having to choose between trusting you and hating you
You betrayed me, you hurt me, you acted like my friend
You the person i thought i could trust
The girl i loved, you've become the girl i dont want to be around
You turned out to be just like everyone else...
A backstabber
A lier
An untrustworthy person
An enemy
I hope you realize our relationship is messed up
All thanks to your ignorance.
savanah tuttle Jun 2011
i cant trust me best-friend
i have a backstabber for a friend
this isnt the beginning
but, soon be the end.

im writing this note in advance for
my mistakes, this is my ****** life
i dont know how much more i
can take.

the end is coming soon
i can feel it in my blood
while im lying in my room
thinking of the past this is my ****** life
in which wont last

the end will come tonight
i'll be leaving this earth
i'll soon be leaving ur site
this is my ****** life
it'll all be over soon

life will soon be a dream
whether i like it or not
i hold in my hand a gun
in which only has one shot.

the thought makes me cry
i cant stand anymore
for tonight w shall die
and tomorrow will be no more.

so im saying goodbye
please dont cry for me
all that i ask
is for u to write my eulogy.

its getting harder to breath
all i can see is darkness
please forgive me!
bethany boy Mar 2012
How ironic;
they say the same thing you say about them backstabber.
One day it will all turn around and kick you in the shins.

Shake your world so much,
youll wish you were...  dead
so you could be still for once.

hope you;
Have fun with that.
Sun Drop Mar 2018
You can call it what you will,
decant your lies into a chalice,
paint a picture in bright pastels
overshadowing your malice,
but I know.
And until I die, let it be so.

Stammer out half-assed excuses,
push it all under the bed,
maybe then you'll numb the conscience
killing you from in your head,
but I'll still know.
And until we kiss, let it be so.

When you reach the top, remember
those you stepped on to succeed,
though I'm rooting for you, I'll be
laughing while I watch you bleed
because I know.
And until I taste your blood, it's so.

Yet I truly cannot hate you,
were it me, I'd do the same.
Understand, it's simply circumstances,
passing you the blame,
and this I know.
But until you break, it must be so.
tbh rhyming chalice and malice is probably overdone but ******* y'know
Ainaa Abdul Jan 2018
I lived in the winter
Where its cold outside
And colder inside

So I ran to the safety of
Shahira’s couch
My desk became my home
And my house became a
hole in my wallet

I am dysfunctional
But you dysfunction me
To the point of destruction

I tried to be nice, be kind
As what humans do
But you’re not human
You must be a martian

Didn’t they teach you loyalty in Mars?
Didn’t they teach you that
knifing someone could ****?

Not sure what your diet is,
But here on Earth,
We don’t eat our friends
You play the part so well,


Others really feel for you
Others could never imagine your pain...

Just look at how awful your life is
Look around you.
You're all alone.
Jealous.
Resentful.
Vengeful
As if something I did could have changed that
Can't you understand we feel pain too?
Its not a cross you alone bear..

But if your not happy, none of us can be
Dont spread that awful disease of yours
I dont want it near me.



You're nothing but a
Backstabber
Who once I called my friend
© all rights reserved
christopher_trigger
Dear backstabber,
        I thought I saw a friend in you
        I was too naive to belive that backstabbing was something you could possibly do
        It took months to build up that trust and reveal my insecurities
        It didn't matter at all for you to expose it as a joke and my trust fell into the seas
  Dear backstabber,
        I hate to admit it still hurts
        For me to lose you in the battle of trusts
        It was so easy to apologize and believe that things got normal as before
        But I must tell you that things have never remained the same as before
       I have forgiven you, that's what you feel
       But you must know that permanent scars shall never heal
Dear backstabber
         Your actions haunt me in my dreams
        Fearing to get hurt again, my mind is filled with screams
       You made me realize how worthless and stupid I could be
       Thanks to you, the world has become an untrustworthy place for me
Dear friend
        I did forgive you because I still see a friend in you
       I hope I never get to see a backstabber in you
It's dedicated to all those people in our lives whom we thought we could rely upon but the truth revealed something else
Kuvar Jun 2018
This is a time
When a man
Needs to eat a full chicken
And flesh he can’t afford
Let him go for an egg
That is a full chicken
From a life chicken
Poor innocent man
Just saved a chicken from the knife
Man with his muscular knife and fork
is such a
BACKSTABBER FOLKS
I am talking about his Tongue
She holds the gun to my head
I have led her to this my deathbed,
We say not a word
I know I cannot avoid this sword,
It is her mission
I've led myself into perdition,
Made choices in my life
Mostly lived by the knife,
Cutthroat backstabber
I am safer as a cadaver,
Many would thank this *****
They would think her a godsend,
And in this moment I am aware
Of her bullet's stare
How had it come to this?
There was no way she could miss
But I felt a pull
I wanted to empty of the hate I was full,
For having led myself asunder
From the right path; blunder after blunder,
Yet there she was this angel come to free me
I would not regret anymore, I would let go freely,
After all she is beautiful; this death bringer,
She pulls the trigger...
© okpoet
Harmony Sapphire Jan 2015
Broken poor trash which degrades & defiles.
You lied to the courts, judge, mediator, minor's counsel, & district attorney.
A backstabber, 2 faced, hypocrite, who commited perjury.
A hunchback hammertoed hefer who gets fatter.
You live in a hoarded ***** stenched sty.
Quality is not something you search to buy.
You settle for **** bit by bit.
On your fat *** you sit.
Your ***** sag.
Your a decripid old hag with saddle bags.
You destroy relationships.
You can't form your own friendships.
Your a judgmental, prejudice, anti-social, psychotic, hermit crab.
Your a heartless blackheart who back stabs.
You take what's not yours.
By manipulation, cheating, stealing & lying.
You want my child motherless.
Your an evil diease.
Your thoughtless, your lies don't put me as ease.
You divorced my dad.
You took all I had.
You can't control your bladder.
What I want to you does'nt matter.
Greed you sought.
Your lies I fought.
You spread hate in your old lady disguise.
You believe your so clever, deceitful, & wise.
You have cellulite, verocross veins, & cottage cheese thighs.
A meat loving satanic caravore.
Who slams the door.
Pees on herself & the floor.
Has a greed for more. Always settles for poor. Vendictive evil without a cure. My life is smeared a blur from everything I am & once were.
© Harmony Sapphire . All rights reserved

Dedicated to mummy "dearest".
Tori Valentine Nov 2013
I hate you
You used me
I trusted you
You fooled me
You played me
I feel so lost
What did I do to deserve this?
I thought you loved me
I really thought you cared
I thought you said you would always be there for me
You are a liar
A backstabber
Why the hell did you even think I was worth saving?
I was alright before you came along, then you ruined me
Your actions are the reasons I have cut myself
The reason I started after ELEVEN long months of being clean
You are the reason I cried myself to sleep at night
I hope you are proud of what you have done
I hope you can see the mess I have become
I hope you realize that what has happened was because of you
You stole my heart withouy any permission
And refused to give it back
You nailed it to a tree, then smiled at me
To The Guy That Broke My Heart
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Corwin Schneider Mar 2022
No one understands
as the blood drips from my back
I smile, you attack
Harmony Sapphire May 2016
You're ***** and I'm unpure.
You have no cure.
Innocence is what you will lure.
Trouble Is what You stir.
Nothing is what you were.
You probably think it's neat.
How you can so easily manipulate and deceit.
Your deceptions no one can perceive.
Why is it I who have to get it received.
The truth no one believed.
It's nothing that can be conceived.
You'll never keep my daughter.
You took away my father.
Go drown in the water.
You suffocated me.
You bstrd.
Who couldn't die any faster.
You're a troublemaker.
A lying faker.
A heartbreaker.
A homewrecker.
Your a cnt.
You put on the front.
Your garbage and trash.
You spread like a rash.
You hoard and stash.
Your obsessive compulsive.
Two-Faced b
* .
You are a backstabber.
You gibber & gabber.
You wanted to **** Snow White.
Because she couldn't put up a fight.
You have no right.
That's why Ariel and I will take a flight.
You will never see the light.
You should never been seen in the day or night. You cause people unnecesary fright.
You've never been responsible for Ariel's care.
If California only knew the truth they'd be shocked and stare
But to care they wouldn't dare.
You're not welcome here.
I don't want you around me or anywhere near. You are who Ariel fears.
I'm the one who hold her dear.
To trouble is where you steer.
Nothing is what you hear.
You are crazy and lazy.
My memory is not hazy.
You know where you can go.
You're blind deaf and dumb.
With you Ariel will never have fun.
You fckd a child ****** ***.
Just so he could get some.
You'll never see God's Kingdom.

— The End —