A tattered string of broken promises
A scattered brain full of incomplete resolutions
You almost killed me.
You took my kindness for weakness
My lack of action as meekness
And abused me while you accused me,
Singing songs of abuse like the little boy cried “Wolf!”
I handed to you in a picnic basket
Hopeful you’d have a heart to meld with mine
And maturity enough to see our relationship through every rough time, but you beat me
Beat the life out my chest when you hit me with fist
You killed my love.
Threatened my life force when you threatened to call the cops
Then called the cops based on a lie
But I loved you.
I loved you and you lied.
Locked me up cause you lied!!
My mind won’t settle on just one thought
It runs to and fro
And tit for tat I want you gone and don’t bring your ass back.
Give me freedom!
Give me liberty!
Or give me death…
My love died
after you burrowed into my mind
and evicted every bit of peace I had.
My heart has been timid ever since,
Wondering the next time I’ll be healed enough to accept another tenant.
Oh, that’s devastating, Sarai. Unfortunately, I can relate. Take good care. Thank you.