This poem became a letter for you.

April 17, 2020

Everyday dealing with you is like dealing with greif,

How did our marriage amount to this?

One thing I can say is that you got way to comfortable.

If you thought I was a hoe, why you pick me in the first place?

If you thought I was inconsistent why did you stay?

The truth is that you you disguised your brain disease,

A manipulating way to who you really were,

Your a compulsive liar, a narcissist,

Want to be confrontational, attention seeker whore,

Making up your own fairytale stories,

Then this poem became a letter to you,

When I think of all I've done, no recognition,

Friends I've slowly lost,

I ask why do I continue to allow me self to go through this?

When in deed, I can't keep going?

I can't seem to let you go,

Then you don't let me rise,

It continues to evaporate into cycles.

Dear you!! I should expose you,

I really and sincerely won't allow myself through this again,

We are not a congruous fit,

The harmony is now like a grieving person listening to the Organ,

I cover up you patterns, by saying oh he means no harm,

Then you pull the trigger and it tears away my heart,

I cannot be a subject of disbelief,

Just stay away so I can finally breathe!

This poem then became a letter for you.

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