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I couldn’t prevent the way my life went in my twenties 
unprecedented events continuously astounded 
it left me numb and confused into my thirties,
those intense incidents consistently impounded. 

I'm breaking out this perplexed stunned silence,
penetrating deep dents in the boundaries,
a mental fight raging to physical violence,
I refuse to stay where restraint surrounds me.

See I didn't plan or prepare for the slander,
how could I fight back with my unsighted back,
she must of been mad as well as blander,
I should of gone to police sighting facts.

I wasn't scared I just wasn't prepared,
slander happens when you're unaware,
everyone hears it's all unfair,
not one single person showed me care. 

It's like fire flaring out an ice cold air 
sucking light to its flame, its feed, 
colours in sight it’s fuel it's need, 
until only darkness remains, 
the flame drained leaving me pained, 
a dark world with ice cold air, I was contained,

I was happy go lucky, single and free,
until my boss found resentment in me,
as I got with girls but not exclusive,
open, honest, no game, no excuses.

I was a free single man committed to only his,
she believed I was Satan spawn living like this,
thus hurting girls through dishonesty, selfish,
but with girls I stayed the same start to finish, honest.

I was just dancing my dance with my feet,
girls want me to change, pin me down in a seat,
"I don't want a relationship" words I'd repeat,
they didn't listen so I walk on down the street.

On to the next girl, JUST HAVING FUN, once more,
I just want to have fun, NO girlfriend, I'm sure,
so girls fell for me but knew what was in store.
I was open and honest wanting love not war.

But a slanderous narcissist put her head in my business,
becoming obsessed with spreading rumours of hate,
two years later I was a sight to witness,
happy gone and lucky too faded of late.

The smile was gone and the jokes were too,
a reputation fell to gutters spread those I knew,
so I guess I was one joke, a bloke to refuse,
because of a bitter person I had never used.

It was me against the world a losing battle,
everyday I was overwhelmed by the attitude,
in isolation I was losing my mind, my mettle,
acting uncareful, insulting and rude.

It's a decade later, I finally understand this story I tell,
I was attacked by my boss at the "Hil Bath City" hotel,
she ruined my character, my life, god damn slandered til I fell,
I'm back on my feet and coming to you with HELL! 

*This story is true.
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