Manipulative Scum Read Count : 104

Category : Poems

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They think I didn’t know we weren’t a good mix. You’re life was an entertaining show, I guess I just wanted something to fix. 
Long ago, I told myself, I’d never fall for anyone’s tricks; but it’s a different story, when your dealing with a narcissist. A manipulative strategist. 
I swore to myself that I’d never be fooled again, and now you have me questioning all men. Not that I didn’t before, but it’s worse now; than it was it was before. 
There was a time where I thought we were meant to be. Like I was Captain Hook, and you were my Smee. You had me shook, I couldn’t see. 
I couldn’t recognize, you had me mentally paralyzed. Took advantage of my vulnerability, and now I question your capability. 
You failed at school and are numb in the brain. The only thing you’re smart about is drugs, manipulation, and nothing els remains. You’re lame, and try too hard to be cool.  
I don’t like being thought of as cruel, but to be honest, you left me no choice. I’ve been way to nice and I’m only left destroyed. By now, you’d think it’s something I enjoy. Though I’m smarter now, and you can’t play with me like I’m your little toy. 
To think that I thought I couldn’t live without you; but now looking down on my life, it’s a much better view. You put me through hell, and I thought I’d be better that way. I was afraid I’d feel more pain if I were to leave, instead of stay. 
I must admit, when I left I felt like shit. It was like a drug withdrawal, because you’re intoxicating abuse was hard to quit. I’ve had the last straw. I thought it was mine, but it was your loss. I tried to tell you, but I could never get my point across; that I was serious as hell, when I said I was done. I’ve had it up to here, I deserve better then you scum. 

Comments

  • Emma Coats

    Emma Coats

    uh its good

    Feb 10, 2018

  • love the analogies

    Feb 11, 2018

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