I am drowning,
In a pool of forsaken odium,
Because of all the rampant wrongs you've committed,
Against your own children and your wife.
The deluge of my fears and anguish
Has been enough to bind me into immobility,
And hostility towards the man I was certain,
Would forever be the father of my children.
I remember when all you gave me,
Were your sincere words or endearment.
But now you reverie about my suffering;
Your decadence is fit for that of two persons
And still you've not reached the climax of your euphoria.
I pray everyday God will end my time of tribulation,
Be my very own tourniquet
In this time of melancholia.
However I am partly to blame,
For misconstruing your delusional lies,
But plainly for believing in you--
You who were so cruel as to inveigle me,
Into trusting the words of promise,
You so deviously spoke.
I don't know if I would have ever been able to
Prevaricate you in the way you did me,
But remember this,
God is always watching you--
Your every movements,
The movements I execrated as dangerous and corrupt,
And you will pay for all you've done in the end.
Meanwhile I shall have my deliverance,
And will ascend into the heavens,
With my children;
The very same ones that were once yours,
Until you prevailed upon killing,
Hair by hair, One by one.
When I have had my vengeance,
And you what is justifiable,
I will reach out to the light,
Of all that is righteous and honest,
And push you into that same darkness
I have succeeded in conquering.
That will be the requiem of my
Subjugation over that great evil,
I dare call by your first name.
And that will be the end,
Of all you have imposed upon me.



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