I'll be back
You think my truths should be your lies
That you should live while I die
Rip the blood straight from my veins
But you're irritated by my pain.
Just breathing ain't living
What's stolen was not given
My feelings are invalid
You took custody of my talent
If I make it
"We've made it"
My success I'll build
While you take it
I'm just an empty deposit for your financial nourishment.
The only thing you kept living was my resentment
Of you and your mistakes
The ones you'd leave us to live with
For your bullshit I'm in no mood
But you always covered it with, "She just got an attitude"
Here you come with the excuses
Never short of attacking my character
Like you carry the switch
To turn everyone around you into a battered bitch.
Pray to your fictitious gods
But I remember when you never used to pray this hard
Getting scared?
Scared to be alone, yet you've already collected my bones.
Strong love
Now gone
Feel how it feels to stand on your own
Comforted by your lies
Blanketed by your ties to play victim
Strong holds we've had enough
Look at you now
You're not so tough
I've washed my hands
And called your bluff
Without you I can make it
Smiles - I no longer have to fake it
I've been so scared to feel happy
But now I think I can take it
When that current comes in
I'm going out with the tide
Because you "kept me alive"?
No, I did that
You were just down for the ride.
- Author: Harlem T. Scholar (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: September 30th, 2021 12:40
- Comment from author about the poem: To the person who told me I was destined to fall flat on my face.....How's the ground taste?
- Category: Unclassified
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