Is she your buzz kill? Seems to be when you're drinking. When you drink you're always ill. Tearing apart all her good days. Leaving not a bit of greatness And still you expect her to stay.
Supposedly when you love someone Nothing can come between you. But the way you fuss and carry on, I would've already said "goodbye" But she'll just sit there, take it, and cry.
Someone else might have slit your throat. Shot you with a gun or choked you with a rope. I'd rather the man up stairs deal with you. Even though my pride wants me to kill you. There IS a difference between you and I. So I'll leave it in the hands of the Lord. For he too has seen you at your worst.
Just like that time you touched me. You SWEAR it never happened. See, God and I know differently. I learned to forgive it, But I haven't forgotten YET. You wouldn't be here to scream and yell. Instead, YOU'D be someone's bitch. And you'd be living in a jail cell.
What am I supposed to do? Just sit around and watch, Watch her be treated this way by you? The next time you think to lay your hand. I'll have you sent off, Off to the gay guy's promise land. Believe what I say For it will come, that day. You'll soon see I can forgive you one or two times, But not three.
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dazedNconfusedBetty: Well to clear up the other feedback..
yeah I put the B word in there because
he treats my mom like she's his
bitch... its to add intensity to the line..
Its to give you a better sense of how
he is.. how his personality is.. sorry if
you are offended by it on June 10, 2004 8:12 PM
: It's great! But the "b" word
and the Lord in the same poem?
Overall I love the passion of
this poem. on June 10, 2004 7:24 PM