31

Jupiter Hunter
2 min readNov 4, 2021

Thirty one is just a number
Not the reason for this strife
But thirty one are the years I’ve endured
Made to suffer through your life
Your lies
Your moods
Your egocentricity
Your narcissism
Your daddy issues
Your victimhood mentality

You’ve been toxic down to your core
And for thirty one years I’ve endured
You’ve poisoned your kids
You killed my mother
And twice almost me
Yet foolishly I endured
Hoping somewhere inside
Of all that darkness and self hatred
That an ounce of good managed to survive.

You only care for people when they can serve your ends
You destroy everything you touch
Happiness will never be your end
For you crave and worship chaos
How much longer can you maintain
That little piece of sanity
Before you dive again
Head first into self destruction
Where you love to cower and hide

Well I will not retrieve you
I’ll leave you to your own design
And when the world has made you its bitch again
Don’t seek me or implore
You’ll never again darken my door
You stupid leach
You’ve drained the love dry
There is no more
Yes I will leave you in the streets
To let fate claim you
For karma to reap
Don’t test me little girl,
Because you know I play for keeps

Yes 31 you died that day
In fact you no longer exist
Your legacy…
A wasted life that no one will ever miss
Oh 31 you stupid girl
You remained by a single thread
For the sake of her late memory
And now that its been cut
I care not where you hang your head
To me you’re already dead.

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Jupiter Hunter

A random amalgamation of writings inspired by this thing called life.