A Poem for a Martyr-er

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Until finally

Someone tries and tells you that something is indeed wrong

Something

Is missing

A part of your sanity is missing

 

 

 

Sanity?

 

 

 

 

You never really learned what that was

Sanity was only a bit of reality but different

Somehow

Sanity seems to run out of your brain

 

 

 

Now you have no sanity

Because of what they did to you

Isn’t it scary?

The way one thing happens

And you think, that won’t happen to me

But years later, karma finds you?

 

 

 

She finds you in the darkest hour, and then she flits back to me

What should I do with him?

Why don’t you surprise me?

And then magically, you’re unable to get married, or you get into a frivolous argument with your mother

 

 

 

 

Or, my favorite

The same thing you did to me

Happens to you

 

 

 

Oh, love, don’t think you can get away with murder with blood still stained on your heart…