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No Fairy-tale


Like a dementor, staring into your eyes and sucking out all your happiness.

A heart so cold, not even global warming could melt it.

A soul that was long ago sold to the devil.

Lips that spewed words of hatred and dished out lies faster than politicians trying to get a vote.

A head, not with a brain, but with ludacris- almost childlike- ideas of Self-fulfillment and righteousness.

Trying to breathe the same air was like trying to breath in space without a helmet- impossible.

Eyes so cold and empty- they made you shiver more than a winter day.

A personality drier than the desert- not even a cactus could survive.

Almost as manipulative as the serpent that lured Eve into eating the forbidden fruit. A lack of empathy and sympathy so deep- Moses could part it like the red sea.

A heart so black and shriveled- like a 3 pack-a-day fiend.

The need for a happily ever after so unfeasible the Wizard of OZ deemed it impossible.

Hands, not used to caress or sooth, but for beating and destroying.

The ventriloquist with the most dummies.

The only person darker and more feared than Lord Voldemort.

My stepmom.  

 
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