Twisted

To rest...
I think it’s time
to lay
This silly little game
We play.
I won’t try and victimize
my role
But this affair has truly
taken a toll.
I’ve played some games before,
swallowed grown men whole,
I’ve turned warm and loving
beings..
 to the bitter and the cold.
I now understand why
you hid your everything,
told your somethings
 and
gave your nothings.
I only wish
I had done the same..
Played it smart
like you did,
at this game.
This time
I was reckless
and bared
my heart and soul,
giving my opponent
full control.
I thought I could
be spared
With this man,
and willingly gave him
the upper hand.
But the moves on the board
were so clear
for me to see.
I almost feel like
I hurt myself purposely.
Because I’ve left
this long trail
of broken hearts
and toyed with feelings
 behind me.
Treating men like dolls
and eating hearts like snacks..
I guess
It’s only right
 that karma comes
and fucks me right back.
Maybe I deserve
to feel
so empty
so unfit
I deserve to feel
so insignificant.
No one should love someone
who can’t decipher
between
a man who wants to fuck her
And man who wants to wife her.
To a twisted
individual
like me,
They all eat, shit and sleep,
Quite similarly.
But for the dumb motherfucker
who falls in love with me,
I’ve got a slap for your face,
And for your balls,
 I have a knee.💋