Friday, September 9, 2022


Attempt again, so many tries
Contemptuous til I despise 
To love the one you're with at night
Despite to feel it isn't right
Some days so bad I'd wish he'd die
Be contemplating suicide
Like it would lift me from our ties
To free me from my house of flies 
My bed of lies and back of knives
In name of being kind and nice
In sympathy, for compromise 
It wasn't what I want in life
I nearly met my own demise
But encore encore and reprise 
I chose to be myself and rise