The Chronicals of the Faithless Liar

Its not my problem that
Your deep in the hole
That shows all your
Pros, your cons,
Your meds, the bed
You won't sleep in no
More with your man
Because the love was
Long gone, a crappy
Song.

But don't you dare
Blame all this bullshit
On my father
The one man who would
Stand in you corner
Help you succeed and pay
And pave the way
For every dream, every thing
The brighter green of the
Grass next door.
He help pulled you through
And tightened the screws of everything
You wanted to do.

He payed your way
Without so much as
A thank you hon.
But the only words he
Got were,
"I need money for this
For that, not for you
Or her or him
But so I can't take care
Of my family
So I can take care of
Other people
Who need it more
So I can do their chores."

He only loved you
So he gave you it all
To build the walls
But you fucked it all
And all you scrawled
And thing you bawled
So weakly
But up against him
You try to shake him
Try to break him
Kill him
Spill everything
He worked for on the
Floor.

But fuck it
Just blame it on
Him
He's the Devil
In disguise your
Scary surprise.
The Demon that lies
And tries to break you
Down
And take your faith
The kids with him aren't safe

So take this blade
And slice everything up
Everything you once stood
For and leave it naked
On the corner
Like a shivering whore.

But your the savior
One who is the braver
Of all of us
But this trust in
Us in long gone
Like that shitty
Song.

Poem by thirteen13

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