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Cathartic Release


It never ends.

He greets her as she dwells amongst her sins 

(and said)

"Eye-to-Eye with me is all I need to feed your mind,

To seacrch your thoughts,

Light in the body just to cleanse the dark,

and dissect apart,

But, please don't trust me with your heart."

Never knew love but I guess it was the start,

But, things went left and there I was just shining in the dark alone,

A month went by and you ain't even think to call my phone,

That wasn't cool, but I just had to make it on my own.

Steady thinking of a plot to get me to the top.

Slowly progressing,

Saving up,

The grind could never stop.

With money comes a lot of problems.

What you say and what you do is none of what I provide of.

Either you change or stay the same, but I don't your problems-

I used to carry

Now I burried

That is called survival and staying sane.

Turned my back to re-evaluate my lane.

I left my heart to rot, 

I'm heartless so that I can maintain

They ask me how I did it

I said "It's all inside the brain"

Days I feel low, so I write it down to drown my aches and pain.

Smiles through a broken heart,

although at times I tend to feign.

My name is Bria Scott, the Myth

And I am loyal to my game.

 

 

Written/ Created by Bria Scott

Uarts '19

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