I'm not scared of you anymore,
your reign of terror concluded.
The redundancy was noisome,
but the atrocious articulation is,
I hate you for it.
Things will never be the same,
not that I want them to be.
Things will never get better,
if they could,
I would be more than open to it.
You took away so many years of my life,
and I'll never get them back.
I resent you,
for every moment you defrauded,
but inside it makes me laugh.
That someone could be so cruel and oblivious,
to the thing that is supposed to be the most important.
It is a true shame that you didn't see it,
like I do.
For if you would have,
you might have been able to save yourself,
from the eternity of shame,
that I hope you suffer.
