A Rose raised
in the protective shade
of a mighty Oak,
no matter how well
nourished and loved,
will never bloom.

Her delicate petals
must defy the beating drops
of an angry Sky
in order to bathe
in the golden rays
of her birthright.

Step aside
and let her thrive!

"Regret is mental sorrow, pain of mind, at something done or perhaps left undone, and it can mean to weep again."
- Daily Scriptures

We all have our shameful moral obliquity
No matter how axiomatic or misunderstood they may be
Past or Present it can effect us mentally on a daily
Eradicate your once placid thoughts
Day in and day out
or maybe that's
Just me

Sitting on the porch watching
Those rowdy ******* girl dressed teens
Mixed in with guys rocking their fit but saggin' brightly colored jeans
Was enough to make this 1930s born woman
Turn into a tumultuous *grimalkin

All she
has to do
is say his name
to rile me up

Abusive love
why stay?

Oh right
Because he's not always that way
He's your
Cuddly bear by night
But your
Savage **** during the day
And that's okay?

She comes into work each morning with her tears
Natural red hair hang over her face
Wiping their "love" off of her cheeks
"Hey sorry I'm late"

The situation she's in is broken
Nothing more then fictitious devotion
But there's not much that I can really say

We all know what an abusive person is capable of
Because of that I'm afraid that one day
They'll come to me with "Morgan will no longer be
Working with us"

And so I pray
Hoping each morning that
She'll show up to work the next day  
So that I can hear
"Hey sorry I'm late"

Your word is
a lamp
to my foot
and a light
to my roadway