On these sidelines, I sit, remembering
Moments in time, not so long ago, when I knew that I was the leader of my pack
So on track, it seriously did seem
All of it
The entire hot mess, all the way down to my 24 year old man
He kept his dick in his hand for far too long, rather tham sticking it inside of me
I wanted it deep
I wanted it long
I wanted to keep him hard all the time
It was confusion that overwhelmed me terribly
Right in the middle if busting my ryhme, I was taken away by a false rythym
Tazed
Shackled
Robbed if my own will
Things suddenly all went down, and started spinning backward all the way to the point of them haunting me still to this day
It was not the way I had envisioned it at all
Torn into pieces by the silence aside from a cattle call at meal times twice per day
So many masculine creatures that would have gladly let me have my way with them
Some familiar faces attached to similar names
I could not even tell if I was alive or dead
So many reindeer games dancing through my head
Thrown into isolation
Starved
Confined
All because the entire neighborhood though that they could mastermind me somehow
I am still unsure of all the details that composed their freakish little plan
Quite certain that it is still in full swing motion
Isolating me again, this time a bit more cleverly
So obvious, though, still
I cannot find work
I cannot find my way
I cannot find much of anything now
Just waiting to hear from my attorney who says that she will see to it that my ship again sets sail
Starting out my journey all over again
I cannot deal with any form if failure for even one second more
The door has finally hit me in the ass, as if I haven\'t been here already...
10/14/2011