An Incurable Romance Writer
When I was tired,
You kept me uptight and wired.
When You needed a hand,
I gave you a leg to stand.
In the grand scheme of things I feel scammed.
You speak,
But I command.
You sneak
I had to learn your technique.
I need a healing balm.
Instead I’m faced with a bomb.
Day in, Day out,
A bomb.
I can’t keep holding on.
I can’t be a spawn,
In this con.
I’ve put on my red chiffon.
I’m gone.
-N
Another year has drew near,
Yet I’m free of doubt and fear.
I’m clear,
And it’s all so dear.
This year I had lows.
This year I had doubts,
This year I heard lies.
I became someone I didn’t recognize.
No more.
You see,
I’m too exhausted and sore.
I see the sun coming out.
That’s what I’m about.
I need my happiness to be something more.
Something that someone doesn’t see as a chore.
I need my sanity to be something not wrapped up in a person,
An idea,
A good person.
Give me,
Give me,
Give me,
Is all I’ve said.
No more.
I shall take,
create,
make,
bake,
break,
shake.
Anything to bring me to life.
Anything to help me not be filled with strife.
Bitterness,
Resentment.
I see the light,
It’s about to take flight.
As am I, I say.
As am I.
-N
I feel…
New
Unglued,
Unfettered
different.
What is this you have me on?
I hope you understand.
Bland, brand, canned,gland.
Now that’s a word.
Gland.
The gland that lies within the mouth.
The part that helps with the pleasure.
Oh please measure,
don’t let this feeling fester.
I don’t want a tester.
I want it all,
I want it now,
I want to know,
I don’t want what I had before.
-N
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