That I'll tear your life apart.
It won't take long for you to fall,
For all my lies however small.
I won't be there at your beck and call in fact,
I won't love you at all.
I plan to come on horse with shield;
A smile, a grin, weapons concealed.
And you'll be the happiest you've ever known,
And soon enough you call me "Home",
Not knowing that you'll be alone.
And too scared to pick up your own mobile phone.
Yes, I should warn you- I lie a lot.
I'll make things up and claim that you forgot.
You'll question things you know are real,
Things you thought were no big deal.
I'll take your joy.
Your memories I'll steal.
I'll dictate what you think and feel.
I'll call you a manipulative bitch and mean.
Inspite knowing that it was me, who was at fault all the time.
Let me assure you- I'm never wrong.
Despite the words that fall from my mouth.
'That didn't happen', 'I never said that',
I'll make things up and call them facts.
I'll blame you for all my failures.
You'll be nothing but my doormat.
Always on edge, you'll never relax.
I definitely won't be loyal to you.
I'll be sleeping with few other girls too.
I'm not sorry to say, that on most nights,
I'm not driving just to see the sights.
But, I'll still blame you, abuse you and block you,
And I'll start a fight.
Because you're always wrong and I'm always right.
You'll cry, you'll not eat.
Meanwhile, I'll laugh and enjoy all my meals.
Your social life I'll entirely kill.
You can make something up,
Tell them you're ill.
I want to be what your entire life is about.
Every single day I'll give myself reason to shout,
Only then you'll start to get your doubts.
So, then I'll have to up my game,
And things will never be the same.
I'll kick and punch, and bite and slap,
Claiming it was just a tap.
'You're overreacting', 'It's just a mishap',
If only you'd shut your fucking trap.
Oh yes, it will be down to you.
I'll say I hate something that you do,
And you'll feel guilty for your own bruises and cuts.
It's all your fault, no ifs or buts.
It wouldn't have happened if you'd just shut up.
Cry out quietly, if you must.
You need to start perfecting lies,
When people ask about your eyes,
Your busted lips or swollen nose.
Your ribs are fine- no one will see those.
The bloodied ears, the forehead blows,
'I walked into a door', so it goes.
You'll lose all of your self esteem,
And realise we were never a team.
I'll make you believe no one will ever want you.
I'll flatten all confidence you ever grew.
I'll take away everything you ever knew.
And you'll do whatever I'll tell you to do
And it will all happen to fast for you to see.
Soon enough, you'll worship me.
You'll be my pet, so get in line.
Tell everyone you're doing 'just fine'.
I've written your fate,
You'll happily sign.
You belong to me,
Your soul is mine.
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