Monthly Archives: December 2021

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Got It

Blown outta proportion, right outta range

Some may contemplate extortion

Me? I just turn to new page

Leaving the bitterness in the blackness where it belongs

Breaking through, finally ready to move on

Starting a fire just to watch it all burn

Awakened, awaiting the next twists and turns

Bright blue eyes, clear crystal skies

No longer need the disguise

Hiding only hinders a healing heart

You gotta at least step into the light to let that healing even start

Never expecting perfection, aren’t we all a lil strange?

Take advantage of the chance to make a change

Always remember to love and forgive even when you know you could never forget

Goodness knows all we want is so rarely what we happen to get

Tho isn’t that exactly what makes it worth it?

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Shades of Happy

Seems the older I get the less I look for peace of mind

Blocking outlets one by one, until there’s no where left to unwind

No release, no relief

I haven’t changed my morals while still full of the same belief

Still managing to sift through the bullshit to find the good

I continue to seek a happy place all the while feeling lonely and misunderstood

I’ll always remain unchanged, unwavering, uncaged, unfazed

Refusing to be jaded or bitter so each and every let down I’m still amazed

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Heads or Tales

For decades now we have had fairy tales as a guideline for our expectations of love

These happily ever afters tho just aren’t quite honest enough

We have been programmed since we were lil girls

Love is tough, damn near impossible

It’s all just so implausible

Unfathomable really

With sleeping spells and dwarves, prickels and swords, frogs of prince’s and mice of men

How in the world would you expect love to be obtained with a plot so bloody insane

Every single story always ends the same

Staring off into the sunset in a ceremony where she takes his name

Why can’t these tales be more realistic

Maybe a collar or two covered in lipstick

Instead of a prince why not a prick with a huge dick

One you don’t wanna lose yet he don’t care and he’s never there

Why is it we allow ourselves to become so scared

Scared to be hurt, scared to be alone, scared ours too will become a broken home

People act as tho this hurts more than broken bones

As if its the equivalent to physical pain as you watch a part of you walk away

It blows my mind the excuses people find to make unacceptable behavior seem okay

Whatever it takes to make them stay

The way we think sickens me, it’s twisted and wrong