Welcome to my world.....it is currently under construction so please don't think anything of the falling dead bodies.

The Long Grift

The title and part of the following poem....thing are a bit inspired from the song "The Long Grift" from Hedwig and the Angry Inch, although it's more about things that have happened in the past month or so.

Is it wrong that I am smiling at her pain? That I'm glad you are making her feel the same? That all the tricks and games weren't just used on me? I thought for a moment I could finally be with you then you moved on to her before I could...before I could believe that we were even together at one point in time. Seeing you with her hurt, feeling the bottle in my hands relieved the pain for a moment. Hearing her sweet words to you opened up old lacerations, the liquor cleansed the wounds in my heart. Losing sight of you drove me insane, by now you've probably forgotten all about us. Yet I could still see her, hear her. She started to show concern for you...much like how I did, she started to curse you and my twisted heart smiled. The list of women you've loved was long, I knew this from the start but never would I think you'd leave someone you had worked on for so long, especially not for her but now I see I was not the last although I was never the first. I was just another fool you played in your "long grift."