
I’m not going to kill you
I’m not that kind
I’ll just keep you around for awhile
And mess with your mind
Don't worry,
I'll go slow
So you'll hardly even notice
Your decent into madness
Your complete lack of focus
It might be gaslighting
But I call it reality
What happened to you
Is only what it was to me
Your memory is worthless
I'm the only thing you see
Who'll believe you anyway
There's no use trying to get free
I’m not going to kill you
I’m not that kind
I’ll just keep you around for awhile
And mess with your mind
Don't worry,
I'll go slow
So you'll hardly even notice
Your decent into madness
Your complete lack of focus
You only thought they were your friends
Forget all of your family
They think your a worthless piece of shit
While I'm your saving grace you see
You're so very all alone
The only thing you have is me
You don't even deserve that
A useless fuck is all you'll ever be
I’m not going to kill you
I’m not that kind
I’ll just keep you around for awhile
And mess with your mind
Don't worry,
I'll go slow
So you'll hardly even notice
Your decent into madness
Your complete lack of focus
I see your brain is breaking down
My plans are working well
You no longer have that spark
That fed into your spell
I think I'm growing tired of you
I've almost drained your well
Time to throw you out with the trash
A different brand of hell
I’m not going to kill you
I’m not that kind
I’ll just keep you around for awhile
And mess with your mind
Don't worry,
I'll go slow
So you'll hardly even notice
Your decent into madness
Your complete lack of focus
About the Creator
Karen LaRue
I am Karen LaRue (She/Her) a North Carolina writer of poetry and witchy things of most sorts. I belive life is full of wonder and we don't always stop to see it. Taking the time to look and listen makes life worth living!



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