The look on her face as the tears slide down
Is enough to make me deaf to sound.
She whimpers and closes her eyes.
A sudden hatred, more than despise.
I want to rip you limb from limb.
I want to throw you to the sharks;
I hope you can't swim!
I grab the duct tape, staples and glue
I try to come up with a plan to help her make it through.
Her make-up is running across her cheeks
Leaving black and blue streaks.
Her hands, they quiver.
Revenge is something I can deliver.
But the pain still does not subside.
How could you no shame for your lie?
