• This is how it goes, huh?
    This is what I get for all the crap I went through?

    Another nail in my coffin.
    Another ally turned enemy.

    Dirty bastards.
    Cursing our names behind our backs.

    Shorting us on our stuff.
    Cheating us out of the little we have.
    Charging us an arm and a leg for a measly toke.

    Sitting high and mighty on a mountain of pills and cash.
    Frostbitten limbs still taking fom hungry mouths.

    Popping pill after pill to feed the needless guilt in your body.
    Needing to change the way your eyes see everything.

    Can’t handle the world as it is.
    Allowing treads to walk on your back.
    Shaking your nerves til they almost break.

    This is how it ends.
    This is the dagger you shove in my back.
    Dulled edges and rusty metal.
    Posioning us against the ‘them’.

    Words that have scarred and burned holes, far too many years exposed.
    Sick and tired of the crap you gave out.
    Wanting to slap the mouth off your face everytime you open it.

    Held down, under water, never drowning.
    Needlessly attacked to feel better.
    Mightier than stone dams.
    While your child sits higher than a kite, going to see bursts of light.

    Fry brain cells.
    Damage the body.
    Rip it to shreds.
    Fall apart like puppets.

    It’s all okay.

    What we’ve been put through will be our strength in the end.
    We don’t need your put downs or your fake love to sustain us.

    Take another pill.
    Go ahead.
    Sink further into your doom.

    We’re okay without you.

    © January 9, 2010