You are a King

Never let any living being with a functioning nervous system

half love you
I'm also referring to the man that stares back at you in your reflection
You see,
You have worn yourself thin

Your diamond crown has wilted

Into that of jester

From burning yourself raw by entering scorned women

With burning hot resentment

Manifesting in their wombs

You’ve played boo-boo the fool

To many A devil in tight dresses

Perpetual Man eaters

Posed as your Eve

Who werent meant to be your
rib
In the first place

You’ve allowed them

In your breathing canal

And you wonder why you have suffocated
You fail to realize that these creatures don’t care for you

In ways you wish your father taught you
were acceptable to be nurtured

Did he not teach you that self-love wasn’t at the foundation of narcissism

And endlessly adjusting your physical attributes

Won't mask the emptiness you feel when you go to bed at night

You have operated out of self-destruction for so long

your incompetence has set the standard

Of sub-par credentials in the women lay down and you bust open
To coddle their insecurities
 To sleep
Just so you won’t stare at a vacant space
White walls echoing  the secrets of your loneliness

You play etch-a-sketch with the tracks of your tears on black pillowcases because you are forced to shed them in the dark
You aren’t in alignment

With the man God has called you to be

And now, the only person blocking you from your destiny is you