Snap shot

Snap Shot                            5/12/2016

You can tear up

The pictures

Or shop me out

Like I never lived at all.

Killing me off

At the end of the chapter

Nice and tidy

Dumb and dead. 

Tied up

With the loose ends

Conveniently gone

At the just the prefect time.

Used past my shelf life

I became as rotten food

Tossed into a dumpster

Worthless and spoiled.

But isn’t that all life

That rises with the sun

Filled with spirit

Happy and loving.

One moment laughing

And the next

A pile of trash

Dead flesh

Smelly and bloated. 

The money was good

But then it was gone

Weighed down by debt

And numerous obligations.

And then we become

Nothing but a problem

A burden to be heaved

At the earliest convenience.

That was me

And that was then

Dumped in a ditch

Lifeless and alone. 

But even then

It was not enough for some

As they haunted my every move

Vandalizing my memory

In the dead of the night.

Erasing my name

And replacing my affection

Lying every day

With cheap malice.

Never missing a chance

To grind me down

Separated and estranged

From all

I had known.

The days go by

And soon the years

Are gone

Nothing but a puff of smoke

In a photograph.

I pleaded to survive

And I asked for mercy

Given nothing

But a cold shoulder

Of unimaginable cruelty.

I have not forgotten

No, not even now

What if felt like then

To drown in despair.

Murdered in the spirit

And cut clean in half

By the truly deceitful

And profoundly insane.

Let God, dry up their money

And expose all their lies

Soulless, empty

And demented by greed.

No longer able to hide

And no longer able to cheat

Caught in their own trap

Of deception and cruelty. 

Weighed, judged and measured

For what they always were

An empty soulless vessel

Of evilness and envy.