Free

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