I'M Sick of Feeling Sick of You
Why you in my life taking me down every time I get up from my low? Just as
fire meet gasoline my tummy burn with passion. I'm so sick of feeling sick of
you. Why won't you stay away?
You come running with the good then make me feel hopeless when you gone.
Just as a machete in my gut twisting its way through my back I scream for
mercy as death flee from me.
You destroyed the fruitage of my womb. Now they are lost scattered in the winds
of life not knowing which way to go.
Life is never fair. Justice never prevail in this dark scary world where ghost and
gobbling lurk every where around corners ready to snatched you into nightmares
keeping you awake most nights
Copyright © Barbara Washington | Year Posted 2014
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