The Wicked Are the Blessed

You told her a lie from your slithering tongue
And drew her into your despair
You made promises you couldn't keep
And you made her believe she was worthless
Every word was a mark against her spirit
Another damaging phrase to break her soul
Though she would never do the same to you
Your dagger-ish words were always there
And when it all became too much
She fought back with physical force
She damaged your stride of filthy speech
So you reached for a weapon to slit her throat
Was it God that saved her that day?
Or were you only just bluffing?
Your life has been blessed now
For a reason she'll never understand
But she continues to wander this life alone
Wondering if she'll be worth anything ever again

Reviews

[KCthelastboyscout]

Great title!! Sometimes the bad guys win but maybe it's not for long. in the end you prevail with your own happiness and self-worth

[Voice Crowe]

Great response, thank you, you are right!