You're Going To Be Sorry

I know what you did

I know what you're still trying to do

You did a wrong thing

Possibly more than one wrong thing, actually

So you're trying to cover your @$$

But let it be known

That I know what you did.

I never told anyone

About your actions

That can be easily deemed as

Immoral.

I wanted to wait

For the world to find out

On its own.

Because I know

I know how you love to manipulate

Those close to you

Those you have wrapped around your fingers

To believe

That you are TRUE

While everyone else is lying,

Conniving

Devil on earth.

But the horns,

Good sir,

Are growing on your head

Not mine.

I am angry

So angry

That nobody knows

What the true you is.

But I have to keep asking myself,

Do I have the energy

To deal with the fire

That I can create

That will burn everyone down

Especially you

And people around you

Whose only mistake

Was trusting you.

I hope karmic justice

Is a real thing

Because I can't wait

For it to bite you

In the behind.