holding me down with gentle words/promissory verbs/scribed on friendship hulls/ships destined to sink
see thru you all/that's what the human don’t understand/and why I am gone in an instant/
knowing the treachery of my own thoughts/knowing the labyrinth of my own plots/makes seeing yours that much easier/
and I aint mad/
aint glad/
aint happy or sad/
as matter would have it
we were time spent in the shadow of who I was unbecoming.../
I don’t try 2 remember her
why should you?
she fed your needs/
bandaged the bleeds/
rhymed when rhyming was easier than telling you she knows what you think you are hiding/
that her heart was broken one morning when you called/
one morning when you stalled on the truth she already KNEW/
she was tired and saturated/
she was so hurt/
she was....whenshe
was
me.
