Parasite

A Poem For My Ex.

 

How dare you call yourself  human. 
You are a parasite.
You live and feed off your victims, contributing nothing in return. 
You are a bottom feeder. 
You lurk in the depths of hell and feed off the hopes, dreams and naiveté of the innocent and the sinless. 
You continue to pick at the bones when the flesh is long gone then run off with the carcass so there is nothing left to bury. 
You've fooled many. 
I among them. 
You morph effortlessly so no one catches on. 
But when you've made your final transition it's far too late to avoid the inevitable death of another soul.

 

Reviews

[Lovesleftovers]

Yes, I have been over this situation for a long time now. I wrote this poem a couple of years ago when I was in a much darker place. My life is much more peaceful now and I am grateful for that! Thanks so much for the reviews!

[*** Hey Jude***]

I agree with Yos. Anger is not a healthy emotion to hold on to. Every emoton shared with this world is placed into history as the clock continues to tick." I hope you are able to transition into a better place where you feel no judgement for others. Be Free! ~ Jude :-)

[Patient Poet (Yos)]

I could feel your anger on this one, move on , its good to get it out but its better to smile and hope a better future :) ...Yos