Services Repaid

You sunk to a whole new low.
Its why they wanted you to go.
For all you did was dance like a headless doll.
Always embodying being a full blown troll.
Using words against your friends.
Made them want it all to end.
As sweetness was never in your line of sight.
You were more enthralled by putting out innocent with fright.
Malice birthed without a pause.
Your heart filled with countless flaws.
Voices that pushed you to misdeeds.
Didn’t care who or what may soon bleed.
As long as it was not going to be you.
Then you wouldn’t bat an eye over how many might die in proximity too.
What sort of soul would think that fine?
Only an entity consumed by crime.
Villain in clothes made from suffering.
Believe they found out every single thing,
That you did to build your brand.
The one that like you now is out in the sand.
Sinking faster than you can lie.
Begging is not something your once neighbours will hear again in time.
For you are banished, expelled, cast out.
And on those lonely plains you will feel doubt.
A sort of dread that leaves you punished.
Call it retribution for all your vile hated fuelled moments.