Poem

DAMAGED: IT’S A RAP

© Nancy Richy

Just who in the hell do you think you are
Sitting out there in your flashed up car?
Everybody knows that you’re just a fool
Strutting ‘round town like you’re oh so cool! 

You chased me and wooed me and swept me off my feet
With dime store trinkets and whispered lies so sweet.
I felt so very special when we were out together.
Ignoring all my friends when they said I could do better.

It didn’t take long for your true colors to show.
And you turned into someone I didn’t even know.
That was just the start of a whirlwind of deceit.
Thinking you could use me and then kick me to the street.

My father always told me you were nothing but scum
But I just wouldn’t listen, I acted deaf and dumb.
You think you’re perfect like Jesus walking on water
But tell me, what kind of man leaves his wife and daughter?

What happened to your soul, your spirit, your heart?
Did you ever once wonder why it all just fell apart?
Of course you didn’t; your conscience is clean
Of every misdeed you claim to have never seen.

So do us all a favor and get the hell out of here.
Don’t come close to me or the ones I hold so dear.
Take your heart of rotten wood and don’t bother to return.
You’re going straight to hell and I’ll be laughing while you burn!

NAR © 2023
242 Words

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