Abandoned by the Self

Surrounded by the pungent smell of vile and scornful lies,
I wandered down that long, cracked road that never seemed to rise.
You bound me in your wretched hate that made you feel so good
You stuffed a rag inside my mouth to make me what you could.
You spit your evil ways on me that scar me to this day
That burning acid crippled me; I could not run away.
You stupid fucker - what did you think when I rose above your spell?
I found my gall and puked you up and left you to your hell.
Betty Crocker? What the fuck? You thought I was that type?
To serve you on your throne of might then listen to you gripe?
And if I said that you weren't right, you'd hit me in the head.
You thought I'd be OK to see my face was splotchy red?
What was I thinking, staying there, to walk that hell with you?
Stupid me; I lost my way and didn't know what to do.
Until the day I looked around and saw I lost it all
How dare you take the blood I bled and paint it on your wall?
And now I'm gone and moving on; my road is on the rise
8 years later, today I say goodbye to the one I despise.