She has a heavy heart. A messy soul.
A reckless mind, that lacks self control.
She wore nothing but shades of grey.
Her finger tips blue, from writing all of the words she couldn’t say.
She’s always been a silent fighter,
with demons on the tip of her tongue.
Taking away her breaths,
right from her lungs.
She won’t take any judgements,
on the bonds she needs to untie.
She won’t listen to those telling her how to suffer,
and how to cry.
Ignoring the murmurs of others she looks up at the sky,
as tears start to roll down her cheeks,
that tell a thousand stories she’s too afraid to speak.
Her heart cries for help,
but her face is all smiles.
Her emotions unsteady,
hiding she’s been crestfallen for a while.
Something she’s learning is that she needs to undress.
Starting with her buttons of worry and stress.
Undoing them one by one,
brick by brick.
She knows it’ll be hard,
for she’s built them up thick.
She was once asked why she sometimes wears many layers on warm sunny days.
She said because they made her feel grounded,
but maybe it would be better to just FlOaT away.
Giving in she wandered around searching for something that will finally set her free.
Lift her off the ground,
high above the trees.
She is like a kite with it’s string still spooled tight.
Closing her eyes she drops all of her burdens mid flight.
After realizing how unhappy she has been,
she choses to live as light as air,
never again to lose sight from there.

Yesterday she genuinely smiled
Something that lit the town bright
The way her lips curved to the left
Before the right reminded me
Of the days she never knew you

Tonight, believe it or not, but she laughed
Her laugh could be heard from a mile
It was so loud,
Contagious,
And it whispered the word "content" into the winds
The kind you would hear after you kissed her lips
Or at least when you used to press your lips upon hers

And tomorrow you will see her glow with happiness
The kind you see from a lonely child who finally felt love
Beautiful, exquisite, pulchritudinous, just to name a few
Those are the words that will come across your mind
When you see her pass you by

By then I will feel sorry for you
Because she finally moved on
She finally saw her true worth---her true beauty
And I will look at you and feel sorry
She overlooked your flaws, past, and mistakes.
She forgave you for your stupidity countless times
Accepted your selfishness and narrow mindedness
She made sacrifices for you,
MADE time for you when she had none,
Adjusted her life to make things work for you
To make things work with you
All those things that you could not do for her.

But now, you are nothing but a piece of her past,
A memory that is constantly fading,
An old flame that long disintegrated,
A photograph that has fallen on the back of her desk,
Or maybe you're all of that.

No. You are all of that.
And I feel sorry for you.
So sorry that you lost an amazing person
Someone who accepted every part of you,
Was willing to put up with everything,
Change her ways to make things work,
Someone who didn't give up so easily, and
Someone who would have never given up on you
The way you did with her.

The look from her eyes, will make your knees buckle.
Old game; same struggle, different hustle.
With a croaked smile; she whispers, “I love you.”
Thighs, chasing highs, cause highs- heals;
lovely view; your daily double.
Tried beginners luck; who gives a ****
Heads and Tails; and things still aren't looking up.
That's the closest; some will get; the rest giving up.
So much for getting lucky.
Luckily, Misery hates company;
Unless they accompany.
Lots of money to cover fees.
Monkey see,
Monkey do,
You ain't telling me.
Good ******* the streets,
But in the sheets,
Nothing but trouble
Likes is rough.
Using your weak spots,
her strong points; tough
they will make you struggle.
Rubbing her strengths against you,
All skill, applying her iron will; until
you burst your bubble.
Her feelings; out of reach
Those things; will get you in trouble.
No love lost; tough lessons taught.
The experience they brought.
No family, no Friends; The endz;
In God we Trust; is all she can trust.
Saving her life away, still ain’t enough.
Men lie, women lie; that’s enough.
Life is rough; but she’s keeping up.
Won’t get the best of her, can’t say it enough.
Life’s a *****; and the devil filleth her cup.
Now Karma's coming after me; *what the ****.