Oh

vindictive

 

Forget everything I just said

I didn’t know what you were back then

I saw the world in watercolor

     And you seemed to me a prism

          Breaking up the boring light

                         Into oil rainbows on the tarmac

 

But you were just the grease

The sleaze,                      

the scumbag

              who stole

And lied

                     and valued honesty

You loved yourself but hated life

And everything that passed though you

Came out

red                            

and gray                             

and black

 

I hope the next time you find yourself

                             Passed out on the bathroom floor

                     With chunks of something in your hair

                             Heaving slowly in your sleep

Another me will come along

And turn you on your back

 

When it catches up with you

And bites you in the a*s

I’ll be there to watch it all

And laugh

and laugh

and laugh

 

I hope your dad gets drunk again

And boxes with your eyes

I’ll turn off my phone and go back to sleep

Send someone else your cries

 

I hope you will walk in on them

When they f**k behind your back

And to make the vision go away

You make yourself go blind

 

And then I hope you go insane         

                                    Because they’re always f*****g in your mind

 

I hope something’s always f*****g with your mind

 

I hope the needle always hurts as bad

As the first time you got hooked

I hope the s**t you shoot into your veins

Burns like vinegar in the eye

I hope it offers no respite

From the life you’re trying to flee

I hope you over-judge the dosage

                 So you slip away and fly                                     

                              Shudder and seizure

                       Foam at the mouth

                Overdose

And die

Author's Note

let me know what you think. thanks.

Reviews

[Stephanie]

Wow. At first I thought this was some kind of love poem:
"I saw the world in watercolor
And you seemed to me a prism
Breaking up the boring light
Into oil rainbows on the tarmac"

But then all the bad wishes you're sending to this person.... It was so vindictive and hateful. I could feel pain in every line, and have immense pity on the person who hurt you. I hope it isn't a true story, and if it is, it just makes the poem even more vivid. I loved the flowing form and raw emotions. It's going into my favorites, so awesome job!

[Tallulah]

Wow. THis is filled with soo much anger and hate. Its unbelieveable. As i read this i was think wow this horrible and evil. But after I finished reading I thought about about it I realized it was just really emotional and we all get thoughts like that. You protrayed human tendencies really well. Great job. The way this was written, structure wise was really awesome too.
I hope the needle always hurts as badAs the first time you got hookedI hope the s**t you shoot into your veinsBurns like vinegar in the eyeI hope it offers no respiteFrom the life you're trying to fleeI hope you over-judge the dosage So you slip away and fly Shudder and seizure Foam at the mouth OverdoseAnd die
^ Tis my favorite part. Love it