There was a a sad little cryptid
Named Wendy
Who wouldn't let her loves sleep
A TSA officer in life
She then too tortured
Her victims
Whom she said loved
And accused them of cheating
In death she became a cryptid
A monster who would stalk her
Victims
Didn't this cryptid
Know that she messing with the wrong girl
Wrong girl!
YOU ARE READING
Sad mess
PoetrySome sad poetry about love gone wrong. Where i thought I met the woman of my dreams only to find out she was disturbed in so many ways.
