been stuck in my head
I can no longer take
enraging thoughts
contempt with hate
positive emotions
I will not fake,
disconnected,
now I'm awake.
fuck you fear
an invading illusion.
fuck you to the liars
of self desires.
transparent cheaters
who swore on there life.
stabbed me in the back;
as I pulled out the knife,
disappointments,
betrayal's and lies;
I need to be
better advised
stripping layers of
oppressive thoughts
a festering pain
pulsating my heart
taken back to the start
it all ignites
forced to choke
on self centered mite
“do what I say”;
“not as I do;
“be a good girl
it comes back to you”.
I'm sorry, he said, as he let me be
“back to the beginning , your heart is set free”
(Mr. Dread)
Mel 2016
copy rite
