I curse
That every lie, you said
Will make
Your mouth, bleed red
And every tear
My eyes have shed
Will flood
Your thoughtless head

And when
You sleep, I pray you wake
With shouts
My heart will break
And as you rise
Your sight will fade
To see
The mess you made

I wish
You bruise all black and blue
For all
The wrongs you do
Just for once
An ounce or two
Of shame
Be put on you

Above all else
I’ll hope and fret
My gods
Will hear and let
For all
These scorns that I have kept
You taste
One painful death!