She knows how to stroke an ego
with heroin like indulgence.
Played with such precision,
the sucker swells with anticipation.
She parrots, “I love you!”
But she has three others on speed dial.
The truth does not know her lips.
Her mouth rotates to fit the situation.
She has many friends loved like brothers.
You will wonder where she is at night,
and lose sleep over the lineage of your offspring.
Are you raising another man’s child?
She is the puppeteer and you her toy.
If she’s caught, easy apologies hail downwards.
Don’t pray that she will change!
Players love the brutal game.
She never has enough from you.
Her cravings demand more,
as she looks to trade up,
while igniting the fresh flames.
She burned you, the blind love.
Take the kids, the gold, even my dignity.
Just leave me with my freedom,
and whatever sanity remains!