Tell me.....
Why does my peace startle your demons
why must they battle with my calm
Clamor around like sawed off shotguns
collecting undo debts, with greasy palms
Why do you still meddle in my business
you made your bed with someone new
Scrounge in the sheets for your forgiveness
just keep your monsters home with you
I've no ill will, you find your happy
please in return, just give me mine
Not to sound bitter or come off crappy
I'm done granting you my time
Go have a sit down with your Dr.
gleen what you can in therapy
I know what to do with part time stalkers
FAFO if you want to see
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Kelli Sheckler-Amsden
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Comments (6)
It sux when others have to mess with our inner peace. <3 Excellent poem
Do I even want to know what he's doing now? Prayers & blessings.
Well-wrought!
Through writing you can free yourself from thinking about these things and just enjoy the solitude.
Misery loves company, I guess. So if your calm you provoke the miserable, maybe? Well written! And always stay happy and keep provoking those miserables!
I learned to stopped giving these type any space in my head . Enjoy your peace.