At first I might have cried
Put a curse on myself
Blocked off my heart.
You might have thought I was nothing
But you were a huge mistake
Opening my heart up to you
When you did nothing but tease
Promises that were empty
Opening my vulnerability.
Happiness might not bless me ever
Not in this life
Not in the next.
But determination to become something
You did ignite.
All the men better run,
For I am never going to be nice again.
Igniting siren energy,
the dark side of feminine energy
is where I now roam.
Where the evil witches live off the souls
that they conquer.
This is a much nicer energy to be in,
than the delicate, open, love.
The kind that can never be given,
never be achieved.
For there is no space in this human life
for nice and good anymore.
A curse has come upon me
and I live it with open arms.
Happier now to destroy
everything in its path.
Living in the woods I now haunt
coming out at night
to find victims to hunt.
Be happy in your pathetic world
of keeping up old Christian vows.
I will be down here in the underworld,
that is the only place I belong.
But you will never read this,
too caught up in your own misery,
you will not ever see your worth,
or what you could have had.
Too caught up in being a good boy,
to a pathetic woman who does not deserve you.
Go be happy with your fake world.
Leave me alone to rot,
in my new found hatred,
for a world I do not want to be in.
Another reason to flee,
to somewhere else I will not find peace.
Go back to sleep with the rest of the foolish humans,
for you may be awake but you will not see,
what it is that you were meant to do.
Will not listen to the signs of your destiny.
But that is the thing about human life,
you can choose and choose again.
For there is no judgement on the other end.
It would be so much easier,
if we were to only have one path.
But life on Earth is complicated and
we get to make it up as we go.
So now I choose a new path.
Where evil and darkness grace my lips.
There is no light left inside of me.
I have turned into a bad bitch.
Divinity Brownwood 