Silent Killer
Getting over what love had in store.
Realizing I was better off before.
Once again picking my HeArT off the floor.
(All because I answered the knock at Loves door)
Falling to my knees & asking why?! With a hole in my chest, I try not to cry.
Looking for answers.....Teary eyes to the sky.
Beginning to think it was all a lie.
I've got to be strong. My Mental Recovery...I have to hustle.
So I hide the pain, under re-found muscle.
I'm getting my WeIgHt up with my HaTe...Ego is the TrIgGeR.
One thing I've come to realize....Love, not Hate. Is the Silent Killer
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