Just Another Victim
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Category:
Poetry › Free Verse
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
1
Views:
490
Reviews:
0
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
Disclaimer:
This is a work of poetry. Any resemblance of characters to actual persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental. The Author holds exclusive rights to this work. Unauthorized duplication is prohibited.
Just Another Victim
Just Another Victim
This one is different
He intrigues me
After all these years he is still alive
Somehow
I watched him sprout from a fetus
To a giant that towers over both his parents
Day by day, I tampered with him
Throwing him hope after hope
While denying him each time
Girlfriends?
Never had one
He’s given up on the chase
Girl after girl I’ve thrown his way
Denied! Rejected! Broken Heart!!
He barely says a word because of me
Quiet fury hiding behind the blackness
His life goal is to write & create
But thanks to me, he’s lost his drive
Suicidal images spew their way into his brain
But he never acts on them
He has thrown his life away
But he still lives
I am not God or Jesus
Nor am I any other fictitious being
Created by some poor bastards afraid to live life on their own accord
I have caused the deaths & downfalls of many people
Common & great
I have caused suffering on the highest of levels
Everyone wants to get rid of me
But the only way to do so is to die
But this one won’t do it
He plans on waiting for his inevitable death
And that’s fine with me
This one is different
He intrigues me
After all these years he is still alive
Somehow
I watched him sprout from a fetus
To a giant that towers over both his parents
Day by day, I tampered with him
Throwing him hope after hope
While denying him each time
Girlfriends?
Never had one
He’s given up on the chase
Girl after girl I’ve thrown his way
Denied! Rejected! Broken Heart!!
He barely says a word because of me
Quiet fury hiding behind the blackness
His life goal is to write & create
But thanks to me, he’s lost his drive
Suicidal images spew their way into his brain
But he never acts on them
He has thrown his life away
But he still lives
I am not God or Jesus
Nor am I any other fictitious being
Created by some poor bastards afraid to live life on their own accord
I have caused the deaths & downfalls of many people
Common & great
I have caused suffering on the highest of levels
Everyone wants to get rid of me
But the only way to do so is to die
But this one won’t do it
He plans on waiting for his inevitable death
And that’s fine with me