Saturday, December 17, 2011

Second Glance

Upon second glance,
Or perhaps you’d never notice …..
edged into my heart.
disdain breeds…
a furious madness.
Stay clear,
make haste.
For you shall surely parish.

Beneath my deathly gaze...
shattered among the
fabrication of integrity.
You stand for nothing,
But your own personal gain
Selfish and unworthy….
Your character alone,
is a ploy and a plot.
Moral you most certainly are not.
Inglorious you are…
You have no heart.
Justice must serve its own.
For you are not strong enough…
To stand for something more…
You’ve no backbone…
A coward you are…
I hope you root and decay…
In your own miserable ways.
Can you feel it?
How sudden my affection and admiration…
Swiftly turns to hate….
Disappointment now rages with anger…
lucky for you…
hatred has yet to surface.
heed my lecture...
for i'm not one to forgive
or allow for second chances...
strike one...
you're existence has come to an end.
more so...
you've lost me as a friend.
Farfetched hopes,
of honest intensions.
Shatter among the carnage.
Ignorant of me to assume,
Difference was within you.
Oh how very wrong was I.
To ever consider such optimism.
Or hope you might be
Worthy of my respect.
Maybe one day, trust.
Swift like fallen words.
freudian slips some prefer.
In a day’s moment and time.
all trust is dismissed.
Tis tis…
For you had yet...
to earn my respect.
still the prospects of it.
have now cascaded into
a loathing mess.
distant i shall keep you.
sicken i am of you.
Wary I am of you.
for you have wronged me
in more than just one.
I’ve seen your true colors.
hold your tongue... i need not hear it.
your actions speak with more truth
then god's only son.
Worthy, you are to no one.
Respected....?
Certainly not from me…
how dare you consider yourself privileged.
Or allowed to uphold….
Imperial titles.
Sicken I am of you.
You no more deserve wrath’s vengeful scorn.
Human we all are….
Yet character holds more.
Consider this a loss…
Upon your part.
For you have lost
All possible respect.
all honest admiration.
my friendship at best.
pitty.... i feel for you.
disgusted i am of you.
So I bid you ado…
I warn you….
Don’t dare cross me.
For this time….
I’ll bring justice onto you.

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