The Overdose

You have your story I have mine You’ve lied about more than my allotted time My fingers shake as I write this rhyme Blood boiling quake that’s been so very kind Tell the world your story, sure I’ll only agree that we did not concur I’ve lied about what? You didn’t say The response you’ve sought is here today Still I tremble to contain myself From happy to red is where I’ve delved You’ve presented your story with no evidence You don’t have to believe me but THAT makes no sense Is this just for your poetry’s sake? You say I’ve justified lies I’ve made What lies were they? Just let em know! But until then let YOUR lies show So I am numb yet my mood fluctuates? I’m not crazy yet confused fills the slate? YOU seem lost; the Soup is your plate Only on the internet will others relate Go hard or go home! Slander me? Yes you’ve tried No beating around the bush There’s no bush needed to hide Team PS says so slamming That’s the ONLY thing holding me back This is as blatant as it will be Only for the team I will slack N O B O D Y K N O W S Y O U Your poetry’s been read But to yourself and the planet You’ve been L O N G L O N G dead You don't HAVE to understand but respect it You have so much wisdom YET you're defected