The Eleventh Time

 

One for the time you kicked me away

two for the time you didn't let me pray

three for the time you said I had no glow

for all the times a seed of doubt you'd sow.

For the time you spoiled an infant's water

when you yelled and filled my dreams with terror

when you claimed to be living in my shadow

when you made my childhood completely hollow.

Four for the times you'd come and vent

five for the tortures you'd invent

six for the vicious mood swing you sat on

for the times you wished I was never born.

For the time you came charging in

when you painted the hell I'm stuck in

when you treated me as per you whims and fancy

when all this burden you made me carry.

Seven for the time you never understood 

eight for the time you were so crude

nine for making me love you so

my mind is a game and you always had a go

For the time you said it won't kill,

the time you claimed to pay the bill,

when you made emotions so foreign,

you made it wong to feel any pain.

Ten for the times I've shut up

ten for the days I was nice

ten for the days you thought it fine to snub

for the time you turned my heart to ice.

understand one thing, 

I never forget.

I choose to leave you laughing.

but one day, revenge is what I'll get.

So kneel forth God and don't you rise

and beg; and implore; and pray,

that you never have to see the day,

I choose to stop being nice.

For the ten million nights I have wept, 

I swear, I won't rest

'till accounted for is all the time,

and then the world will finally cry.

So kneel forth God and don't you rise

and beg; and implore; and pray,

that you never have to see the day,

the day I choose to stop being nice.

And if you make it to the eleventh time,

this poem won't need another line.