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~Scorned~

I can't see myself

I scare myself

The baby's crying in the other room,
I would do anything to distract me
from the pain in my chest.

Your pride is fickle
when you're in tears
as you lose everything.

My pain is a trigger finger,
I loved seeing you fall apart
when I twisted the knife.

I was as vicious as a rabid dog
as it tore apart
a smaller, weaker animal.

Your pride is fickle,
I only threatened to take away
your manhood and legacy.

I would take a swig from the bottle
as what was yours grew inside me
so you could watch it die.

You didn't look so big
or seem so strong
When it was necessary to crawl.

When God is stripped of glory,
His heart is not warmed by the praise anymore,
he laments like now.

The human I hug to my breast
knows what wrong he's done
I swallow a whim and my pride.

He laments to see the baby that's crying in the other room.

Scorned © J-Goth/Amanda P.