Miserable to Goddess of Misery

By Jaanya Vijh

I take pride

In my self-control and manipulation

But lately i get the feeling

I met some people who made my heart whole

Then ripped it out of my chest

Left me bleeding on the cold floor

Sputtering and coughing

I choke on what's left of my immoral ways

I said I don't mind 

This feeling of empty

But you both managed to fill it so beautifully

Fill it will love

Then, it broke it like it was a piece of pottery

Alone for me to try to rebuild 

Taking away pieces with you

Till I made it so ugly

You should know in one glimpse

They say

But I don't know how my love

Couldn't suffice

When I emptied my plate to fill yours

Just for you to ask for more

Complain about what I'd give

And what i didn't 

My tears you couldn't understand 

Overdramatic nature of mine

You blamed it on my traumatic past

You forgot to make our future,

Build it from scratch

Because the rotten wood

Would only last so much

Plagued by the messy affairs

Of my immoral decisions

Laughing at misery

What did I expect 

But to become a victim of Akhlys

She levitates me enough 

So I see the war from my head,

My soul screams from outside 

At the emotional bloodshed I felt to cause

A tear falls as tribute 

Drained of any, but not enough

The goddess of misery shakes her head

There's enough evil caused, enough tolerated

"Lucky little minx, she surpassed the evil in hell"

She feels like Nemesis, holding the balanced scales 

Of misery and revenge by my immoral ways

By Jaanya Vijh