Drowning Devils

It's almost common practice to break the hearts of other people. With entwined pinky fingers, x marks over the heart, and the promise of swallowing thousands of needles; nevertheless, liars spew their empty words like carcasses decay in coffins, as they undoubtedly would do anyways. Except they don't swallow the needles either. 

The only difference between the broken word is the grand escalation of the effect. For a single person, perhaps it is meaningless, and the liar is forgiven and every heart pang is shrugged off with a smile. For another individual, that lie is everything. Just watch as that shattered fragment of his or her soul cuts the tongue of the betrayer. Yet the next person just sits as they continue to suffer under the probing words of that dastardly manipulator, withering slowly under the guide of a misdemeanor and misunderstandings. 

It seems so much simpler to place distance between bonds, held together only by the threads of spiders. So easy to cut that same thread if the person on the other end is trying to drag you down from the security of your own opinions and thoughts. Yet the attachments are much more complicated as no one imagines the same, instead they believe the grand scheme on the pedestal of themselves. If only the pedestal burst into flames and engulf the entity.

Yet, as of present, the so called victims whose vision was obscured by those fabricated and intricate, embellished words weep onto the stone beneath their knees. So woven are the threads, piercing every little pore in their being with false commitments. Down falls the victim, the liar, the creator of these worries and woes. 

Just cut the thread and let them go. Let all the burdens that they force you to share fall away like ashes along with all the brimstone and flames. Let the words of foes drip out of your ears like water, and their chains clatter onto to the stones like a veil lifted. If the thin spider thread is heavier than the very world you lift on your shoulders, it will break you completely until that parasitic villain stands above you with your life under their feet, your world under theirs.

As cruel as it is, push your demons off a cliff, they'd do the same to you anyways.