Am I just waxing poetic
To try to mask the aesthetic?
Still painting the black skies that hover
over you in my presence as ****..
Ya your grey clouds are electric.
Oh it’s just part of your charm?
This toxic personality storm
acid raining on me
And when it’s raining it pours
Oh please excuse the floors
It’s just her personality flood
See caution tape at the doors
To avoid at all costs
Hazardous conditions like hers
that cause her thunder to roar
crashing down on me, lightning
All because I struck a nerve
All because I’ll never learn
All while I try to endure
Over and over again..
You'd swear I’m chasing the storm
keeping my head above water
In the same flood you created
That you stand knee deep in denial
Your crashing waves pull me under
..No more chance of survival
Just another dead body
Left to wash up ashore
This what you wanted or no?
What was all of this for?
The only thing that’s for certain
At least I know is for sure…

You may have broken my spirit..
*But my soul has weathered your storm