Mangled,
Silence,
To be heard again,
And again,
The same ruthless inquiry
Small talk instead,
of awkward silence

To be in this profession,
You must be crazy,
Or at least,
Live in a reality,
Equally as crazy

To think I wanted,
Mangled,
Silence,
For something so simple,
I hope things are easier from now on,
Or at least,
The silence doesn't build,
I'm safe in these walls,
And from now on,
Thinking about it,
Won't cause the same,
Fixation

All of this sounds angry,
maybe because it is,
but I like it,
no anger,
Just retribution,
Your disease,
Is out of my heart

I feel reborn,
To hell with all the
Drama,
You brought it upon yourself
There's only one I can trust

What you do and did,
is unforgivable,
You think it's safe,
behind someone's back,
But I pulled the knife out,
turned around,
gave it a kiss
and threw it away.

All of this sounds angry,
maybe because it is,
but I like it,
no anger,
Just retribution,
Your disease,
Is out of my heart

I feel reborn,
To hell with all the
Drama,
You brought it upon yourself
There's only one I can trust

What you do and did,
is unforgivable,
You think it's safe,
behind someone's back,
But I pulled the knife out,
turned around,
gave it a kiss
and threw it away.

Thank you
I haven't had
A burst
Like this
in a long time

It took some
getting used to
but now I see

I can't believe
what you said
and you
probably
think I'm an
*******

Seriously,
No grudges,
you aren't
worth the
trouble
of remembering
hope you have a good life
but
knowing you
you'll
probably
end up
worthless
and
alone

We when  all have problems, but yours is the worst,
You’re in it to **** people over,
I stood up for you when no one else would
But seriously you’re the worst thing
That’s ever happened to me.

You say you love him now, but you don’t
Know what that means
You say you’re sorry
But you have no idea how wrong you were

To do what you did, only makes it certain
That there are so many other people
Better than you
Behind closed doors you hide afraid of confrontation
Because you’re so immature
Face value seems like a prize
On the inside you may think it’s alright
You really are a basket case.

So this is what it’s come to?
Promises of a better outcome,
The reality is that you do it yourself,
Controlling forethought and expression,
I really believe it for the first time,
The ancestors have proven it,
Through the rings of the trees,
I feel free.

Thank the spirits, their great guidance,
Lifted by the years, carried by their woven wings,
Happening suddenly as some things do,
My worries alleviated,
Finally can feel something other than,
Menacing outrage,
Cornered worry.

I don’t know why they chose this time to,
Release the hunter’s stay in me,
O why has the sinner risen,
Taken over inside,
And there’s no way to hide,
From all the lies I sigh,
And I don’t mind to realize that it’s me,
And I can’t explain that it wouldn’t be me,
Again,
Why can’t I find a way to escape my head,
Breathe in me,
Intoxicate the world,
Goodbye for now,
It’s too late for me,
But there’s a chance the above may live,
Beaten me, shittin’ me, you gotta be some kind of freak,
To believe that all is right in the world.