Eves Revenge

Eves Revenge

A Poem by timthy
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To those who have ever had their heart broken...

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Dismal days and slow songs

Recipe for depression

Memories like shards of glass

For the object of my obsession

Ghosts of you

Causing permanent damage

Leaving a splintered heart

Making life hard to manage

Splintered weapon of choice

Each leaving its mark

Wishing to still these voices

Haunting me in the dark

Nothing left but a shell of a man

Both wounded and scarred

Not healing properly

Terminally broken and marred

Memories of you

Probability of my neurosis

Emotional check-up overdue

Factoring in to my psychosis

Emotional autopsy

Someone needs to perform

Resuscitate what is left of me

While the body is still warm

Immeasurable pain

Lies and deceit have inflicted

Sense of balance to regain

Seeming happiness restricted

Lust, lies, and obsession

A dangerous concoction

Possessed by my possession

Soul for sale, as if on auction

Knowing you were infectious

Poison to my system

Should have ignored your spell

Ran from your lips, and not kissed them

Reversal of the golden rule

Wishing upon you the very worst

Never again to play the fool

Forget do unto others, I'll draw blood first

If love is blind

Then lust must be eyes wide open

Hindsight 20/20, absence of mind

Repeating the same mistake again and again

Love is blind

Lost in a love that was blinding

Searching blindly to find

What there was no hope in finding

Only to find

It was never love at all

But opportunity with a hidden agenda

Setting me up for the fall

Eve strikes again

Tale older than time

Deceived by her beauty

Banished forever from paradise by her vindictive design...

 

© 2014 timthy


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Added on January 19, 2014
Last Updated on November 30, 2014

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timthy
timthy

coloniial heights, VA



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I am a sagittarius, I write based on ultimate highs and surrealistic lows. I usually don't cover the middle ground. Not pessimistic, not optimistic, just REALISTIC. I look forward to critiques, and be.. more..

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