‘Goodbye to a Bitch’

Another wine to reinforce the smirk of your success

the ‘oh-so-together’ confidence taken from your lie

Savour revenge’s bitter sweet taste if you must,

for the follies of your judgments cast shall not wane

nor sharpen the blurred image within your fading mirror

How sad, that your vanity will endure far beyond my humiliation

How sad, your obsessive need to plot my fate without any ability

to consider the true weight of your dishonesty upon your own

How sad, your vinegar needs to reinforce such inane insecurities

Though my caring had been lost long before this, your greatest day

the cold steel of those shackles binding me to your best play

really only served to remind me of the depth of pity held for you

How sad, I thought. How sad, your life’s empty worthlessness grew

What could you have achieved, had you learned to not be as you are?

What could you have aspired to

had you sincerely chosen to rise above such predictability

and perhaps abandon your obvious genetic disposition

if only to become real; or just anything less than such a tramp!

 *~ Pearldiver ~

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