thanks for reading my ranting/slam poem. Based on a conversation with the boyfriend.
gahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
When will people realize that intentions are the best of me?
when will people realize that they are the problem and to stop placing blame.
It's all on you and all that you can do is, be the best you. THAT you can BE
Don't you understand my plea my flight my expressive horrible dark mean mad side?
Why don't you know this why don't you see your parents want the best for you.
The sooner you believe this, the sooner you will be free.
STOP holding onto this, stop dying inside and hurting other people that care about you
ALL you care about is destruction in your wake all you decided to do is take.
You give to me, but what about your family? ?? ? ? !? ?!?!?!
You are strong and important but seriously stop it! Stop cooperating with the lies and start saturating your mind with the truth, understand your parents are for you and not against you.
Please make an effort to accumulate the truth. Please decided to stop destroying you.
Inside, outside I don't care you need to understand we are all here. FOR who? ?!?! for YOU!
You believe the wrong and refuse the right you hurt deep down inside. I understand how to break away the lies that have molded around your heart, I know how to break away the pieces and tear you apart.
I don't want to be the mean one I really don't. But you my love need some hope.
the hope that might fill your life with me one day, after all this fades away.
Make me the bad guy all you want! I don't care, just open your eyes and see the life that's around you. A new appreciation of love and hope and dreams await us!!!!!!!! Isn't that exciting? we will have scars that bleed and hurt and ache and cause hurt so deep it's unbearable. That's going to be part of our journey
You are more important than the stars and the sky and the sand on the beaches of the ocean side, but please please, I beg you and plead before you on my knees! You my love need to be free.
you are my life and my heart, the thumping to my beat. The dance to my party.
Oh my beloved understand my ache and my hurt. I'm not mad at you. I'm not distraught by your choices, instead I bleed inside. I bleed a tiny bit of hope every single time you look.
I am not mad at you. *heart* forever and always. ever and ever and ever amen.
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