The Midgets Letter

You held the black pen like a scared little boy, The mind’s eye from a toddler was once destroyed. You rescripted my imagination like a taunting infection, You rewrote the story till it played in perfection. You were like a poisonous spider spinning webs of lies, You were like a snake in the grass planning my demise.  You sent me the letter to replace every thought, You let the Midgets letter begin to drain, As all the ink cried in pain. The sky dripped a gloomy grow, As the midgets letter went right through me. My dreams got caught in my head, I stop visioning about being ahead, Now I dream about being dead. Reading the mudges letter is like being blind, Never seeing the truth and always ending up behind.