Disclosure

Calamity sustained deride in jealousy,
I was wrong to believe your belief and love of me.
From afar you have sat upon a throne of lies,
Wallowing in scum layered waters, despised.
 
An abundance of tall tales, you’re equipped in malice,
You wear a mask with the task of trying to tarnish my celeste and chalice.
In shadows you grin with piercing eyes,
You allure attention to your weeping eyes.
 
Belief in your stories you have built from sin,
Your eroded enigma changes on a whim.
Your efforts are in vain, utter profuse,
I’ll witness your end, your neck in a noose.
 
As you evade the truths in your sinful exposure,
I boil and blister and plan your disclosure.