Stronger and Better

Ripped apart and thrown to the ground,
Left to die, hearing the sounds
of a laughter so cold,
it breaks the inner mold
of my being.

The dirt tastes like you,
sprinkled with poison, ashes too,
Mixed in is a rage that lights the fire,
of the burning desire
of my being.

But it will soon become an aftertaste,
And my broken heart will find it's way.

I feel this strength when I get up,
No longer drinking your dirty cup
of lies and obsessions,
craving for protection
from my being.

Your world is in a daze
And all I can do is watch and be amazed,
with the mistakes that you're making
And the love that you're faking
My being, feels pity for you.

But is it my fault?
You're the one who joined the cult
that captured your heart,
Tearing me apart,
But my being still feels pity for you.

I hope that you can find your way,
because I already know the faults you payed,
My world is better,
Yours needs to be better,
And that's all my being has to say.