don’t forget.

you married for money

planned it from the start

set the bait, and the trap

stock in her name

disguised as just an engage-

ment gift, from you to her

you played the game, sure to

avoid doing insider trading.

sold them early because you knew

it wouldn't last

and she adapted too fast, learned

to avoid your ways of control.

women can plan ahead too, you see.

you underestimated my mother's

sixth sense; stole the 330k

a drop in the bucket for

a man worth millions.

could've been more

if not for her resilience,

and when she caught on to

your wicked intentions,

she'd served her purpose,

your children and prestige

advanced your career and

all things to show off

speaking to your greatness

possessions created from

not love, but hate.

she didn't know better,

at first, 'til she did.

you dragged her by the hair

tossed in the backseat

and 8 months of pregnancy

meant not one thing when

you drove through miles

of woods at night

pushed her into a ditch

and told her to sign,

'sign, or i will kill you.'

I wish she'd seen the signs.

at 8am the lawyer came round

and sign she did,

to protect the kids

how is it the law

and the courts

could believe the lies

that you spun,

the web you grew

to protect reputation?

money, of course.

a bribe will go far to hide the truth.

you destroyed my youth,

you stole my soul.

it was not yours to own.

i don't care if you made it,

don't care if you raised it.

you did a shit job anyway

'cause all that I learned

was from watching you, sure:

from seeing how not to behave

and planning my escape,

and deciding that

when I grew up

I would be everything that

you never were.

I'd hold tables and mountains to

protect the people around me

and my love would never depend

on success or attention

because that's not affection

and anyone who could threaten

to use violent methods

is someone who I will not speak with.

you will never meet my children.

you don't deserve to

and they won't deserve you,

to be used and abused

in all the worst ways.

you claim that your blessings have

always been earned and

the best comes to those

who do good on Earth

well then I sure hope

that you'll realize while burning

that you were the worst kind of person

and I hope you know

the only blessing you have earned

is a blessing for all those around

and really a curse, you'll have no reward.

i hope the universe knows

the only thing that you deserve

is living alone and dying alone.