for some reason i always think that the headlights in my rearview mirror are you coming to do something crazy like make me cry or say you are sorry or maybe even make me bleed. i always think you are there lurking in the shadows waiting for the perfect moment to jump out and tear my heart out of my chest. maybe its the way you said goodbye with your lips curled up in that evil grin shaking your head saying that i was never worth it. maybe its the way you looked at me that instant that i saw hatred pouring from your eyes and anger in your balled up fists. this fear i have inside my head will never die never go away until your underground..
Sounds like your ex was one crazy dude! Why does poison always titillate? Now, it's time to do a Doctor Phil- bring some closure. Write a poem of retribution- be the victimizer.
you've done a great job capturing the dark side some of us have witnessed in others; I can relate to this one easily! the wrongful rage, the inflicted wounds; that someone we had such strong feelings for can turn into a Mr. Hyde is a painful and unfortunate experience. Thanks for sharing this... I look forward to more from you!
But don't forget to check the road in front of you at times, you may miss a new beginning, you my miss me......... This was a great example of inspiration Addie, loved it! Devon Knight / Icurus ~
