Yesterday,
It wasn't an easy game to play
I don't care what they say
I felt like prey
And when I try to stray
I get pulled back straight away
Forced to pay
Then play
Me vs. an even harder today
I need to end the fray
Before I'm betrayed
By the better tomorrow cliche
Hell, I think I may
But I only know of one way
And I'm crushed
By just how much
That thought has begun to weigh
Even as I grey

©2024

Post quality over quantity
Or
Practice makes perfect?

I mess up a lot
For example;
I got off the ***
And then I ****t
Believe it or not
But that was after this thought,
"I don't have a shot
At the life I want
The break I need
Will never be caught
It must be written into the plot
So wether I like it or not
This is my spot"
And that matches up
With what I've been told
And what I was taught
You get what you get
I got what I got

©2024

Can't break
This figure eight
So as of late
I've been leaving it up to fate
To reveal a gate
Before my plate
Folds under the weight
Transforming me into living bait
For thoughts of hate
Directed straight
At a lone inmate
Inside this prison-esque estate
Skull bone real estate
I was forced to create
Became a red flag trait
And looking back it's probably innate

©2024

The worst traits to have in a relationship,
I'm chalked full of 'em
Might have all of 'em
Been awhile since I counted 'em
Kinda lost count of 'em
Then lost track of 'em
Surely didn't embrace 'em
But didn't try to erase 'em
Look
I was either born with 'em
Given 'em
Or backstabbed with 'em
Then blamed for having 'em
Now all I'll I'm left with is 'em

©2024

The truth's often miss worded
Proof's too easily distorted
While trust gets quickly depleted
Then misery must be begrudgingly greeted
Good is historically related
To every bit of evil it created
As inner battles get heated
Dangerous thoughts are left untreated
Inner voices can't be silenced,
Only ever quieted
Insecurities refuse to be defeated
After hope has permanently retreated
Alone,
And on your own
Until the cycle is repeated

©2024

She advertised everything I wanted
Upon purchase it was nothing I needed
If only there was more time allotted
The warning signs could've been heeded
With the foundation now rotted
I'm reseated all alone and resented
Not fully unexpected,
But fully defeated
Deflated and almost deleted
Then the process gets repeated

©2024