It has been an extremely stressful, tiring and busy week for me at work. Busy cleaning other people's shit and dirty job but still, all the credit goes to my superior who is such a bitch and she is so capable to make the entire office to hate her like mad. Sometimes I just wonder how could she live like this, taking people's credit for something that she doesn't even know how to handle. Not to mentioned my big boss who is so bias and blind to see who actually does the work and who actually is good at her work..... still, like I mentioned before, if it wasn't for the pay, I wouldn't be stuck here way long ago.
Things aint fair in this world. What have becoming to me? The hate in me for her is too hard for me to control, I have lost my senses to the surroundings that have been around me for god knows how long. Now I understand and know the meaning of the power of evil. It can cost such huge impact in one's life no matter how good the way they were brought up.
While I was typing this down in my blog, I remembered a poetry I wrote when I was in college, it is called "The Sword of The Devil". I wrote it when I found out that my then boyfriend fell in love with my best friend and they both cheated on me. The poetry goes like this:-
THE SWORD OF THE DEVIL
How could she do this to me?
How could she put our 19 years friendship in vain?
Her heart was once an angel,
Her voice was once a joy,
Her soul was once so sincere,
But now she had turn evil,
And wounded my heart with the devil's sword.
Nothing breaks me so badly,
Not even when he cheated on me,
But it is my dearest best friend,
The one who I shared all my stories with,
The one who I have put my trust on,
The one who had betrayed me,
And the one who had hurt me most.
Now I see clearly,
The power of the devil,
That can change an angel to a devil,
That can make a rainbow change grey,
And the sword that the devil possses,
Kill and send a shock right through the center of the heart,
And tear it into pieces,
That is the power of the sword of devil,
The sword that killed my pride and soul.
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