K.W.Y.A.

K.W.Y.A.

By Shaire Blythe

Sunday, October 15, 2017

Need I spell it out

I've cleansed my hands of you

I've cleared my mind of you

And all the shit that you do

 Honest recklessness

You've breached the consequence

And you're still rolling, rolling

Rolling out of control

 A quiet danger you bring

To my peace of mind

I'm no longer making the sacrifice

I would roll with you in your darkest days

But darkness to me you'd only bring

 Your calling cards been suspended

I'll never answer your call

What I said, I meant it

I wasn't lying at all

Treat her better

Stop your abuse of power

Claiming religion

Just to see heaven

When I know who you are

 Borderline obsessive

I hate that shit

I'm a spaced out girl

Get off my dick

 Don't need nobody

But I've had some bodies

I've had you body

With false connection

 What we could say were good 'ol days

That doesn't change

The monster inside,

Who've you become

Don't think I've not forgiven

I have given many tries before

If I keep that door open

I'll keep on hoping

That you've learned mistakes

Of your ways

And we can move forward

 But that's not the case

We'll never be the same

You encompass hate

And cover it up with love

Delusional

Time for you to go

And stop looking back