Corrupt Bitch

Tough love, she sings to me.
Of melancholy misery.
Her hair flows down to her withering waist.
While straying strands frame her porcelain face.

Angel of darkness, she serenades me.
Of desperate times and tragedy.
With a soft voice full of sorrow,
She wallows in the hope of a million tomorrows.

Broken soul, she belts out to me,
Of a bitter, and cruel parody.
Eyes that glow with a venomous fire.
Deceitful witch, I claim she's a liar.

The little minx, she whispers to me.
The realization, the sweet clarity.
Each word she speaks, she spits at me,
She mocks me, and belittles me!

Manipulater, she screams at me,
Betrayal and vulgarity.
Furious I've managed to stay strong,
I sent her cocaine heart where it belongs.