I'M Not Your Fool Anymore Poem by Steffi Webster

I had the faithful
I had the few
Promised loyalty
Promised to be true
But now I see betrayal
I see their true kind
All failed attempts
At messing with my mind.
But now this girl is changing
The time for fighting back
Turn to the offensive
Don’t shy from the attack
For now I will trust no one
Alone I strive to walk
Silent stay my secrets
I shall no more talk.

You thought I could be
Bullied and I would
Just submit, such wit
Here I sit and plot
The downfall the evil
Rot of friend turned
Traitor, all I’ve got
Revenge and rage
To tick me over
Trick them into their
Own traps. Wrath is my
Guide to keep my pride.
Enraged I’ve changed
No longer will I sit
And weep, lose sleep
But now I rise in
Power, leap from my
Bower and laugh at
The children who
Suffer delusion that I
Am one who is gone.
I remain but not the same,
The blackened and charred
And deeply marred in anger
And malice, drink from
The chalice of poisoned
Death. You thought
My heart was in your
Hand, demand to know
Where your hold has gone.
You have none.
How can you fight for
Wrong or right your
Oldest friend,
Now descend into chaos
My little pet for
Hardened am I, much
More alive than your
Stagnant imagination can
Comprehend. This is
Not the end.