You
were the dagger in my heart,
spark
from not being grounded,
wounded
from trusting in the lies told,
behold
I know the truth in your lies,
wise
enough to know enough is enough,
and
to much of enough ain’t no good,
misunderstood
my wants for my needs,
greed
took over,
rolled over between someone else’s legs,
in
someone’s else’s bed,
fed
me false hope,
provoked
to seek peace from someone like me,
not
my enemy I no longer sleep with thee,
free
to be me in my own skin,
so
close to me she’s called my next of kin,
pretend
no more,
the
whore is who you adore,
explore
her rejection to you,
your
plans fell through,
no
more me and you,
throughout
the night your bed is cold,
bold
I am to shine in your darkness,
confess
I'm blessed despite this mess,
righteousness
prevails,
bed
rails of misery,
fiery
darts thrown at you by you,
blue
in the face flat lined,
intertwined
screwed by Satan’s mistress,
depressed
you played and got played,
betrayed
by your own ego and pride,
hells
ride is full of discomfort, embarrassment, resentment,
content
with the outcome I've moved on,
strong
and more powerful than ever,
clever
enough to show you,
who’s
true my back is covered,
my
lover,
partner
got it under control,
blow
your mind your pressure and all,
fall
to your knees pray and seek forgiveness,
confess
for all the lies,
cries
go unheard no feelings felt from your words,
heard
no more from your own ears,
tears
burn like acid on your face,
displaced
in your soul no longer recognized,
despised
by your flock,
mocked
only to be put to shame,
tame
your loins and find peace,
defeat
once again as history repeats,
greet
a new way of living,
thinking
of ways old,
let
go in order to become whole,
shalom
I wish for you,
through
for sure now that this poem puts you and
my past in its proper place,
about
face never to look back.
©2012
Monya Williams
