Sweet Joyous Revenge

You stab me in the back,

And what do I do?

Remove the sharp blade,

And turn to you.

Eye to eye we stare,

Toe to toe we stand,

I ask you why?

So that I can understand.

Why steal from the one,

Who gives to you?

Why drain the one,

Who replenishes you?

Why fill my head

With beautiful lies?

Deceit, hatred, envy,

All in a perfect disguise.

You break my heart,

As always I'm left to pick up the remains.

While you belittle me,

And continuously curse my name.

How many heart aches,

Will it eventually take,

To finally break,

This revolving door of pain.

Or to violently kill,

Every ounce of my will

That strenuously fights

To ignore the shame.

You stare at the blade

That you've used for my demise,

Covered by your fingerprints,

In my hand it finally lies.

As I lift the blade,

You flinch and back away.

But as I drop the blade,

I've only got one thing to say.

I will not destroy you,

I will not mangle your heart,

I will not curse your name,

Nor will I tear you apart.

But I simply refuse,

to waste another second

Bleeding as I stand here

In your fatalistic presence

Trying to comprehend,

Make amends,

And repeatedly defend,

Your name.

Because empowering my eradicator

Is not now, Nor will ever be in my favor.

And I will no longer be apart

Of your self destructing game.