The Master's Circle

It is said we can't choose who crosses our path

Who singles us out to suffer their wrath

As I study the wreckage of your aftermath

It becomes clear I'd met with a sociopath

I didn't select you, I was given no choice

Thrown into your cage, by a manager's voice

I offered my trust, my motives were true

Rewarded by torment, since I wasn't like you

You went right to work, as your history warned

Deep wounds in my back, as the scars of you formed

No honor, no mercy, no end to your sin

Skilled at your craft, no soul left within

The wounds were so many, I felt no more pain

With my unknowing teacher, I started to train

I learned from each stalking, each cut, every blow

You will be quite impressed by the things I now know

You thought you destroyed me, quite pleased in your win

Moving with swagger to the next victim's pen 

You began your new task, your soul ever colder

Never feeling the need to look over your shoulder

By your own hand, is your final mistake

A position behind you, I quietly take

The master's apprentice, returning his curse

I'm still not like you, I'm a thousand times worse

An investment of time, it took a career

To develop the gifts I bring to you here

Rewards well beyond the many you sought

Created by skills my master had taught

Cunning and perfect, my movements are sure

The fruits of your labor, you now must endure

Fueled by the power of hate that is pure

The depth of your sorrow, I gladly ensure

Your soul now the canvas, on which I depict

A great work, my brush is the pain I inflict

Not just for myself, but for the many before

Keeping the word of an oath that I swore

So ends the story, this master retired

Replaced by the victim his evil inspired

When suddenly I thought of my master again

Was he created by one who had victimized him?

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[poetgurl]

So ends the story, this master retired
Replaced by the victim his evil inspired
When suddenly I thought of my master again
Was he created by one who had victimized him?

Totally love this write and especially this part here. This is wonderful.

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This is very honest and truthful confession of human soul. Also flowing and rhyming make nice impression. Well done dear poet.