"The Devil in You" (revised)
You smother me with innocence, feigned,
At what you'd done to me,
As though you'd not just acted insane,
In front of the world to me.
Your rage and hypocrisy
Chokes the life from me,
Just as you'd done, before,
Physically to me.
So, I disconnect from you
And away from the rage you show
To no one else but me.
Your rage, most still don't know-
A rage you seem to show
As though a secret for me-
A terrifying secret-
That you only show towards me.
I'm now free from your rage.
No marks left by you,
Which can be worse simply because
There's now no way to prove your abuse.
But now that I have gone away,
You threaten suicide,
Not caring that I'll feel
responsible
If from that, you should die.
Yet, I don't want you here-
Need you gone far away-
So that I can breathe and smile, again,
And so life can be okay.
The heady, overwhelming effect you have
Just being in my life
Is caused by you because
You bring so much strife.
Sometimes, I wish you gone,
Completely, from this world
So that you could plaque no one else
By your harmful ways you've unfurled.
But, I say nothing about this
Of my secret wish,
And try to live, positively
Away from where it'd been hellish.
Author: April Morone (aka 'Annika Doe')
