My Former Self

A dark piece on a childhood tormentor.

Shattered, pieces of mirrored glass lay at my feet,

Broken, is the image of my formal self.

The self that you stole from me.

The thief taking souls, as if they were trophies to put on display.

Cold ice streams, the trail you leave behind in the wreckage.

No footprints you leave as you slither along and snatch your victims.

Leaving them in the bottom of empty bottles you've consumed.

Life sucked out of them just as you have drunk every last drop,

As though drought suffers your mouth.

Bottles and people sharing a common bond, soulless after you draw near.

Tarnished by your ravaging hand, broken is my former self.

Venom pierced your victims’ ears with the foulness that you speak.

Drained bodies brought down to their knees, by the pain that you inflict.

After you sucked out all that was good, all their potential, all their happiness.

With evil eyes you purge your filth onto others dragging them down.

Broken is my former self, the child once that was so free.

Dead and gone can’t be reclaimed,

They say the devil has a name, you in all your wretched fame.

Take my former self, down with you to hell.

There is where you’ll be, writhing in the fires for eternity.

Although your masked to the outside world,

people will see straight through, to the devil inside of you.

Alone with all your empty bottles and the souls you took.

Broken is my former self, but at least I am not the same as you

A chance to re-create. 

where ‘as you,... 

You’re stuck in your original form, feeding off the innocence.

Filled up by greed and hate, here is your deserved fate:

To suffer in the depths of that evil conspiring mind,

Left there to rot until the end of time. I pity you, you ugly beast,

You will never gain happiness nor know the meaning of love.

You’re incapable of such beauty; nothing will ever set you free.

And hell is your kingdom, sitting there on the burning throne,

While the souls you stole live on...

Author's Note

Not really a rhyming one this time just a purge, needed to get it off my chest. Please leave any feedback, thanks :) Enjoy.

Reviews

[DJ]

Very dark but shows a lot of pain, betrayal and hurt which is so easy to connect to. I love your writing style.
"Bottles and people sharing a common bond, soulless after you draw near."
I like this line a lot, very clever writing. Thank you for sharing this.

[Broken Wings]

Thank you Cairo I'm glad you enjoy my writing.

[zaneybear]

i love this it describes the feelings of betrayal, and certain pain so well and it's written so beautifully,

"You’re incapable of such beauty; nothing will ever set you free."

is one of my favorite lines:)

[Broken Wings]

Thank you hun, I appreciate you taking the time to read it and comment :) Glad you enjoyed it.

[Hana Saemon]

Very dark. very disturbing that someone has to go through so much pain. indeed, a great way to purge. Good write!

[Broken Wings]

Thank you, happy to disturb you lol

[Chi Nichole]

well i wasn't disturb. i followed. i love your writing. you are very interesting. i your work a lot. keep writing like you do it's awesome

[Broken Wings]

Wow, thank you so much! That's really nice of you to say. I'm so glad you enjoyed it and it didn't disturb you. Thanks for taking the time to read it.