Bloody Priestess

“…stuck in the middle of a downpour.“

… you held my hand as you helped me cross that scary highway.
… you offered me your seat when there was none left.
… you hoisted a makeshift umbrella against the downpour over my head.

… i would have been grateful, i should have been grateful, for your intentions were honorable.
… but i was NOT, i could not make myself stop seeing beyond all this.
… why? you ask. for i see the intent behind the seemingly innocent gesture(s).

thank you… but no thanks. I’ve had enough,

you should have learned a similar lesson too.

~BloodyPriestess