Ball of lava thrown at your feet
You watch the floor before you burn
Venom spews from your mouth
You poison your fictional lover with words
You see the devastation you have caused
And you simply walk away
For what is the point in arguing
If you know you will be granted another day
Hail stones plummet and hit the flesh
You stop your lover with your strength
For physical abuse is miniscule to you
For your greatest feat is you have their mind on a noose
They love you but they hate you
They want to get away
Yet you manipulate their love for you
And feel victorious when they stay
But what do you get out of watching a soul
Perish before your eyes
What do you gain in life by telling someone you love them
When your actions prove that you lied
Ball of lava thrown at your feet
You watch as you put someone through hell
Destroying a life that was made to thrive
And still you do not care
But someday you will be haunted by your ways
And that time may be sooner than you think
For when you destroy other people daily
You also destroy yourself each day
“The way in which we treat people is a direct reflection of how we see ourselves. To expel such hatred will only give you temporary satisfaction while weakening your spirit.
Weak spirits never thrive and are haunted by their bad deeds. Be better to others, and in turn you will be better to yourself.” – Monica Renata
