Into my future my past blends
Hello my once lost friend!
Welcoming me to my hell; again?
In a note is how; this, I’ll send
I can no longer sit back and pretend
So demented and untrue in all they do
Unversed, I feel so ultimately cursed
I can no longer contend w/those of such thirst
I, not to be coerced by those so much worse
In letters to my once lover, once friend(s), & once family
Each penned to be worse than the first; I contend
Repentance replaced w/vengeance; bitter sweet
They ripped out pieces; from end to start
No mercy for us bleeding hearts
Their bite much worse than their bark
On that note, I have had to depart………should have from the start!