Im feeling down.. left and right, up and down, roller-coaster style. Regardless of my smile or frown, I’m still feeling torn about… being worn and thrown out, scorned; like a broken tool.. My friend advised me to shoot myself on the foot and bets that’ll hurt more…..Whoa. Whoa. I’m sure that WOULD hurt me waaaay more.. The tiny deep cut on my finger stings me whole..But it’s not someone playing with me, purposely.. Mentally, physically and emotionally … It’s isn’t a certain someone stinging me, deliberately.
See, I got cut accidentally. But this, this situation I walked into willingly. Blindly open minded… Naively, thought you were my savior.. at least your behavior was talking that way but now I see you walking, so Im sure you were faking just to get me sweating, and making love and delicious.. But I’m the witness, and clearly a woman warrior who will get by, just fine. With due time.
And really, truly, honestly…. I am fine, 95% of the time….the other five, is just alone pensive, time. But I’ll live, I’ll get by and survive the times.. Just like the last time…. Where now I use my pain to rhyme. But pain is lame..yet, that’s not really what I’m feeling… I’m just saying..
I’m letting life flow naturally and things will be sailing smoothly, because I’m proceeding and progressing on my sail boat, sailing.. Drifting and lifting … 3,000 feet in the air, and you’re not invited there…My will to strive is ignited and lighted.. Im ready to blow on outta this whole, I’ve dug myself, in. I dont blame you, I blame me and I will see…
In due time…. I’ll be fine.. 1,000,000,000% of the time
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