Lines crossed

Bitter sweet..

Lines crossed, nightmares obvious
I wish you were nothing, but oblivious.
Payback in some form, a bleeding heart, resentful
My actions unknown, I'm not liable.
Look what you've done, I distantly stare
Incredulously wondering, how I have not a care
I tell you I'm numb, I feel not a thing,
You think it's a lie, feeling the sting.
Please, believe, I am true,
I do not loath what happens to you.
Deserving of anguish as, along, you go
to my entertainment, you reap what you sow.
Lines erased, nightmares a reality,
My wishes fulfilled, to my hilarity.
Payback feels grand, feeling so clever
I wish no mercy, goodbye my lover.

Author's Note

Oh to not have a care in the world of certain peoples suffering. I know, I'm horrible; tell me about it in the reviews. He he.

Reviews

[TheFemininePad]

This poem made me feel sad. Human suffering is never a pleasant thing to observe. It changes who you are inside. You slowly find yourself becoming a monster from within. I would never wish harmful things upon somebody just for my own happiness. This is a line that can be so easily crossed leading into further pain and suffering. Your poem is a testament to this. It's a great poem. I think you did a great job with your descriptions.

[Michael Jarrell]

Haha. I like it... I know I shouldn't... but I do. In a Lady Gaga "Telephone" music video sort of way. :)

[Theodore]

I like this i was once like this its not right but i felt great about it no care in the world..... keep up the good writing...

[Rose Masen]

@ Monday- Thanks, girlie. I appreciate it!

[Monday Parker]

Ooh. A woman scorn-a brave powerful regret nothing type of female at that!!! I like this poem...Not only because it is relatable but because of the flow and language! Great job!!

[Rose Masen]

@ Brandon, thank you, Hun.

[Rose Masen]

Ev, thank you, lovey

[Babe Roxx]

It was one of those, "Hit The Road Jack" write...well you know the rest to what happens to poor Jack...it was gritty...I like it...had that in your face rap feel to it. A lot of flavor in the hearty soup. A lovely read. :)