A Perfect Retribution.




Peel away

the band-aid,

expose the wound,

know the measure

of your pain.
Watch the scab tear,


the inflicter
as someone

who will not

help the

healing process,
but only fictionalize

the love

that caused

the bleeding,
their frictional

lies rubbing

that raw breech

in your soul.
Let them

see your pain,

and the scar

they've left,
Slash their ego, then

bandage it

without regret,
laced with bitter,

so that it

festers for many

long years,
oozing the poison

of joy severed,

into all their

future perfections,
marring what

could have been
purest bliss and

unblemished dreams.
Leave a sore spot

on their memories,
to carry like an ulcer

their lust infected.
Then you will know

some tiny shred

of peace.




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pbwriterchick 6 years ago

I think exposing the remnants of pain to black soul inflicters really does no good, in fact they thrive on that stuff. Some people never get that deserved peace.

Really like this piece MFB :)

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