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Sticky situations. Sticky mind
I keep finding myself blinded
By all these lies
Want to scream I want to cry 
I'm about to lose
The last bit of my mind
Again I put my self in this situation 
And you walk over me like a rag
I swear one day you won't see it coming
You will need 300 drags
I hope one day you see
That you still want to hold onto me
I hope one day you realize
That to me you were everything
I feel the deep connection
Farther than the celestial
But I'm fooled by your mask
A mask she probably gave you
I'm done with meaningless sex
I'm done because your my ex
And if in the future I want to have a new man
I need to save my self again. 
I will no longer let you have a hold on me
That destroys me from within. 
If I keep giving in to you 
I won't learn what's right or a sin
Still loving you is not part of my plan
I want to move on because I can
Because I won't be stupid again
Because a niqa that lies will do it again
Because once a traitor you never 
Trust them again. 
I'm done.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2016




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