To be blunt,
I'm on the hunt.
For something
or someone,
just beyond my reach.
Someone who can teach,
someone who can preach,
someone who can bleach
all of these stains out.
All the blood stains
that won't go away,
that jump out at me in a fray.
What can I say?
I'm messy,
stained,
scared,
and I should be barred up
in a cell somewhere.
Just so they,
have nothing to fear.
So I hunt and I search...
and search...
So you can be safe...
So I can be safe....
From You.
And all others like
the ones who made you.
Temptress,
Liar,
Deceiver!
I Accuse you!
For all you did to me!
The lies,
the stabs,
the hate!
You ruined lives,
you used me!
Destroyed my very being!
So I hunt and I search...
for a way to make you fall from your perch.
I hate you!
YOU!
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