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Mar 2018
Home from work.
You're lying on the floor,
Do you hurt again?
You're crying so I try to think ahead,
Should I cut my legs off to help you get to bed?
You're a repeat of yesterday,
Death threats and concepts you couldn't get to anyway.
Your schedule is always booked,
Meals are never cooked,
It's cold in this world but I'm getting red,
It's getting old.
I'm mad and your spirit is leaving you,
Realizing I never even knew you.
Screaming and dying all in one day,
I thought I told you "no" and to stay away.
You don't listen because you need my eyes and ears.
Still, I'll never tell you what you want to hear.
Forget love and false happiness,
So cold,
I forgot how to reminisce.
Don't talk to me about responsibility,
Think of everything I've done for you compared to what you did to me.
Delusional, insane, and fake,
My anger towards you makes me want to recreate
Horrible fight scenes we had in the past.
Kicking, screaming, hate that will outlast.
Stupid relationships.
Stupid boys.
I'm not your maid, babysitter, or toy.
My bank is empty because I did too much for you.
I would say I'm sorry, but, *******.
Put up with all your messed up ****,
While you whined and complained about the problems God put you with.
I handled your issues and balanced your mind,
Lost mine in the process,
And you still left me behind.
I'm not sorry that you're crazy,
Your memory is clearly too hazy.
And it's funny how you act so tough like you never cried.
Like all my other ex's, I'll just pretend you died.
Written Jun 29, 2015
Kalora
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Kalora  22/Neptune
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