Tales Of A Scorned Woman Part I : Bitterness

I took your words as the gospel truth,
I trusted your actions so naively as each word you said to me I followed you blindly like a lamb being lured in to be slaughtered for a Sunday feast.
So just like the innocence of the lamb that got killed for you led me down to a dark path with no light at the end of a tunnel or bread crumbs to guide me out this black forest as you promised a safe haven in your arms;
You promised me comfort, promised me happiness along with respect and most of all promised me warmth.  
I felt nothing but despair,
I felt betrayal from those around me who I thought I was supposed to seek comfort, love, and peace in but instead I found a Jezebel Spirit who messed with my energy and destroyed me emotionally and spiritually, but in the end I didn’t let you fully succeed because I’m still alive, but the fight has yet to begun for I know each day I’m battling a war inside as I face shell shock from what you created.
See there’s this demon in me that I need to fight,
a demon I’m tempted to release because everyone around me has let me down and a part of me is struggling on what is right and what is wrong, what is truly good and what is truly evil as I sulk wondering how did I get this far? ‘Cause whenever I look around there’s no glimmer of hope nor shimmer of magic or even a shooting star to make a wish upon like in the movies because the reality is wishes don’t always come true do they? My faith slowly dies as people continue to let me down with their insincere apologies and dead personalities.
I’m no longer amused by the abuse I’ve endured by you, you, you, and especially you too I’m a lady that deserves so much respect and love and so much more.
I’m a woman that doesn’t belong to a shallow world, I am myself strong but yet cold as I realize no one here to hold me as this is the life I’ve chosen.