With all the desperation and power
Of a young woman trapped in a love gone bad
She bangs on the door
Such energy when released into the universe
Attempts to reach whatever it can and destroy
He feels the vibration coming through the floor
Sitting on the couch
All sound from the world around him blocked
By the music in his ears
The Sound so thick
It is as he is adrift in it
But still the message received by his feet
Is all too clear
Coming into focus
My image appears
Caught in your cross hairs
Your deepest desire
Now seems so clear
Finger rubs the trigger
But you just stare
Savoring the sensation
Like the last glass of wine
As I remain unaware
You left me
Left me for dead
Your knife still fresh in my back
As I struggle to get up
Your bets are placed
You wish me luck
Insincere is what you are
Something not lost on me
It leaves a scar
As I rise
You hate and despise
As I rise
It kills you inside
Why must you
Make me hate you
If not hate
At least feel some sort of disdain
Negative energy comes over me
At even just the mention
Of your name
Your actions and words
Your pathetic existence
Drive me insane
What good comes from you
How are we better off
Because you are here
I look for a ray of light
In the darkness that is you
The fact there is none
Becomes abundantly clear
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