My Revenge Poem by Emma Jane Rae

i don't feel i have any fight in me anymore,
thats why i'm gona walk out the door,
and not look back,
at what was once mine,
they all seemed to have turned so unkind,
first it was my carcrash which nearly left me dead,
then it was paul who turned into a complete s**thead,
then denise back stabber of them all,
although she better watch her back,
as i'm gona make the next call,
see paul dumped me through my age,
this made me angry i had rage,
i loved that boy for eternity,
but he just wasnt true to me,
he was after anything with a pulse,
which left me feeling rather repulsed!
and denise she used to be my boss,
but she sacked me for being immature,
what did she expect i was 18 not 84!
but i dont know why im really not sure,
but i did not deserve,
to be treated this way,
revenge is best left to ripen,
i can not wait for that day,
and treat them like a peice of dirt,
make them feel pain and hurt,
this day will not come around again,
for which i am very pleased,
tomorrow i may get revenge,
with no difficulty but ease!


this poem was about true experiences ive had in my life, i was sacked for no real reason and she still owes me money, but as far as paul is concerned he can dropp dead coz i no longer call him honey!