This poem isn’t about anyone specific nor is it meant to be hateful. It’s just a combination of mine and my friends’ truths. Unfortunately too many can relate and not enough are strong enough to get out and leave. There is a certain ‘vibe’ or feeling that encompasses situations described in the poem which we often ignore. More need to listen to their own intuition.
Mistakes and experiences are only lessons if you learn from them…that means letting go, forgiving, understanding and recognizing it if it shows up again.
I feel trapped
There is something heavy on my chest
It’s hard to breathe
I can’t sleep
My heart has a weird beat.
The feeling isn’t new
It’s just more intense.
I thought I had it under control
It was all brought on by stress.
What a mess!
Why is it I let you do this?
The made up stories
And all your lies
I am a strong woman
It’s not even worth my time!
I hear you come through the door
Trying not to make too much noise.
I pretend that I’m asleep
So you think you got one up on me
But I pray you can’t hear my loud heartbeat.
Cuz tomorrow I leave
And I will be free
No more heavy on my chest
No more stress
No more feeling like a bloody mess
You don’t need to know
Where I’m going to be
The only thing you’ll know
Is that I’m no longer here
And that we will never again be
Ever tear I cried,
Every lie you told,
Every late night,
Every fight you picked,
Every word to make me feel small,
I look back now and wonder
Why did I deal with it at all?
Terrible experiences in bed.
Awful energy everywhere you went.
Hell, you couldn’t even pay for s*it!
Oh I remember now!
It was that first lie you told
You said you were a man of your word
But did you think I wasn’t going to figure it out?
The girl called me and blew your s*it up!
I’m so sick of ‘men’ who lie
Trying to pretend they’re worth my time
I see right through that now
In a short period of time
And when I bounce
They call back saying “I miss you”
Of course you do boo,
You tried to floss with a real woman
Not a girl without a clue.
They say a person fools you once
That’s their bad
They fool you twice, it’s yours.
So I took it to the bank, cashed it in
And ended up with some words
NO MORE BAD BOYS!