Tasty Cake

The reason I don't forgive now is sane.

I've learned they'll continue to do the same thing.

They only feel bad that I've sullied their name.

It's that they got caught

and for that I'm to blame.

The guilty want me to relieve them of pain,

to convince their conscience it was all just a game.

Maybe I'm a bitch to not grant them their peace.

Maybe I'm a witch and they'll watch my wealth increase.

Maybe I'm rotten from being trampled by their feet.

My energy's not forgotten,

and I know they need to eat.

but they'll bleed me too completely

and that's the bottomline.

It's my life left

and I get to decide this time.

I'm healing on my dime.

Using me for my brine.

Replenishing with my wine.

They know of me a taste divine.

So, I locked my cellar doorways to the forays left behind.

They took my cake before,

but now the tasting's all mine.