My True Love
© Andrè M. Pietroschek, all
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She claimed, with fierce insistence, that she is my one and
only love
Her mere existence made me doubt
the sanity of our holy God above
That first gift she ever made me
drove bone-shrapnel through my spine
To help me heal she clapped my
back and claimed she'll be forever mine
She stalked me for my lifetime,
destroyed all which I had ever held dear
I am too old to break the
stranglehold, and anguished too much to fear
Abusive beyond redemption, the
madly sick urge that she calls her love
She helps all who torment me to
stay safely established, so high above
Such decades of Bedlam's injustice
have taught & changed me quite a lot
If age wouldn't undo me I could
soon kill all, except our useless, holy god
Each day anew I face my ruined
life, for my only true saint is really there;
A shadow-self I melted with, so
I'll kill all who demand that I should care!
Contextually I saw a remake of Stephen King's classic
'Misery' in 'Family Guy'
& hoped that a twist inspired by occultism would
entertain and inspire a little bit.
