Oct 2016
I'm your chaos to my peace,
Yet we're Yin & Yang
We belong together;
That glass pipe and that rock.
Whenever I pull your long skinny neck to my lips, I inhale your sweet toxicity, it's like my new liquid courage.
24 hours later,
We're still talking ingredients of how our lives entwine between the havoc and tranquility.
You've walked within my shoes,
Not understanding why,
Many questions,
And he needs answers,
His dreams are blank
Confusion,
yet dictating his love.
Fights,
Argumentative
Sadness
Guiltless
Apologies
Then repeat all over again
The nightmares are getting closer as you're waiting to find me,
Not this time..
I'm done with the pain, I'm tired of your lies.
Funny thing how you called me your daughter,
I don't know who you are, I know you and I have few resemble features, Yet the pain, the anger;
I take in another long take,
This is the hardest escape...
I want to pick up and ******* run,
Keep running as I know my past is with me,
Trying to drag me down, yes, the fear is settling near...
Not this time, It will be finished where it first began
This is the hardest escape as I see myself,
Packing up my house,
And fleeing just for my sanity but mostly for my freedom,
You don't own me...
You can no longer put me on display,
I'm not your trophy,
I'm going to end this in two ways,
Your time in Jail, Or I'll be ******* on your grave.
The hardest escape is keeping myself alive and away from you.
Now my life is rolling in and out of that Rollercoaster..
You say you loved me, yet you killed me when I was merely a child,
You stole my innocence,
That little girl trusted you the most...
And now I'm finishing up this glassware
The rock is liquidity,
Puff puff, and **** after each dancing flame
The feeling of the smokey contents deeply being inhaled,
The innocent daughter is gone, she's older
Struggling to understand why she's misunderstood, and afraid
Where the thoughts of a bullet popping through your head,
Yet it can't be done or finished with her.
It will be finished with me, you're evil,
I told you that you couldn't hurt me again,
Yet I don't know my eldest daughter.
She's here,
Yet feels so alone,
Whenever he touches her,
Always fighting back,
Emotional and afraid.
Now that glass is laying across her lap
Burning flesh,
Her eyes dilated,
Her words strong filled with hate,
Sorrowful and tearful
Trying to find the answers to questions
That you have done to her,
Constantly heading in circles
Exhaling the last of her breath
Her eyes are filled with hatre
Her heart now bitter,
You could've done,
Your daughter a favor...
And never return.
Now 30 plus years later
Many nightmares
Not one chance to be a mother
Not even being a father,
that you never was,
Only the monster,
She fights daily
The easiest escape from your evilness
Is to disappear from the grid
Yet that new rock
Brings out the passion of my mother.
This final taste that lingered on her lips and skin,
Powdery
Salty
Intense
Addictive
Yet is her final phrase
Divorcing this curse,
She's leaving you.
Goodbye....
Yet we're Yin & Yang
We belong together;
That glass pipe and that rock.
Whenever I pull your long skinny neck to my lips, I inhale your sweet toxicity, it's like my new liquid courage.
24 hours later,
We're still talking ingredients of how our lives entwine between the havoc and tranquility.
You've walked within my shoes,
Not understanding why,
Many questions,
And he needs answers,
His dreams are blank
Confusion,
yet dictating his love.
Fights,
Argumentative
Sadness
Guiltless
Apologies
Then repeat all over again
The nightmares are getting closer as you're waiting to find me,
Not this time..
I'm done with the pain, I'm tired of your lies.
Funny thing how you called me your daughter,
I don't know who you are, I know you and I have few resemble features, Yet the pain, the anger;
I take in another long take,
This is the hardest escape...
I want to pick up and ******* run,
Keep running as I know my past is with me,
Trying to drag me down, yes, the fear is settling near...
Not this time, It will be finished where it first began
This is the hardest escape as I see myself,
Packing up my house,
And fleeing just for my sanity but mostly for my freedom,
You don't own me...
You can no longer put me on display,
I'm not your trophy,
I'm going to end this in two ways,
Your time in Jail, Or I'll be ******* on your grave.
The hardest escape is keeping myself alive and away from you.
Now my life is rolling in and out of that Rollercoaster..
You say you loved me, yet you killed me when I was merely a child,
You stole my innocence,
That little girl trusted you the most...
And now I'm finishing up this glassware
The rock is liquidity,
Puff puff, and **** after each dancing flame
The feeling of the smokey contents deeply being inhaled,
The innocent daughter is gone, she's older
Struggling to understand why she's misunderstood, and afraid
Where the thoughts of a bullet popping through your head,
Yet it can't be done or finished with her.
It will be finished with me, you're evil,
I told you that you couldn't hurt me again,
Yet I don't know my eldest daughter.
She's here,
Yet feels so alone,
Whenever he touches her,
Always fighting back,
Emotional and afraid.
Now that glass is laying across her lap
Burning flesh,
Her eyes dilated,
Her words strong filled with hate,
Sorrowful and tearful
Trying to find the answers to questions
That you have done to her,
Constantly heading in circles
Exhaling the last of her breath
Her eyes are filled with hatre
Her heart now bitter,
You could've done,
Your daughter a favor...
And never return.
Now 30 plus years later
Many nightmares
Not one chance to be a mother
Not even being a father,
that you never was,
Only the monster,
She fights daily
The easiest escape from your evilness
Is to disappear from the grid
Yet that new rock
Brings out the passion of my mother.
This final taste that lingered on her lips and skin,
Powdery
Salty
Intense
Addictive
Yet is her final phrase
Divorcing this curse,
She's leaving you.
Goodbye....
