PAIN

How can things get so twist up so damn sideways and end up so far out in to left field? When no matter how hard you try to ignore it just violently blasts right through your shield.

How can you be so wrong when thinking you was finally at the place you always truly wanted to be? Knowing deep our heart of hearts you had finally found the one that makes you fulfilled and happy.

How can you be so wrong when thinking you was finally at the place you always truly wanted to be? Knowing deep our heart of hearts you had finally found the one that makes you fulfilled and happy.

Now ain't this really just the overall story of your entire life in another car wreck; Anytime you think it might be right you just realize you been played again like a rented out cheap trick.

You may well be on the street corner pulling jobs for measly pennies on the dollar; Since you being pimped and treated like a mangy mut, dog, or rottweiler.

Really nothing more than a glorified chauffeur being told where to go and when; No need in beginning to waste your time if got your own stuff or business to get in.

Makes not dam bit of difference to anyone outside your own heart, thoughts, or head; Even getting to hear multiple times how they would love to stab you dead .

Makes the pain you feel multiply to the umpteenth power and no one even tries to fake that they care; Could be crying 24/7 but really wats the point knowing that nobody at all will be there.

So instead just put all your pain into this paper to try let go and unload; But even that don't matter because why would anyone spend any time looking at what I wrote.

So this is my plea although I'm sure everyone will be deaf to what I'm saying; I'm bleeding profusely internally and my life is basically over from all the game playing.

Now you may say it's not games and that's fine you can say what you want; But to me I'm getting smashed to oblivion, just being 💯 and not trying to front.

Supposed to be a two way street in any relationship to make it work at any level to sustain; Just torturous to see how easily things can be done all up in my face.

Only way to see it is that it would be on purpose to see how far it can go or things get bent; Or even worse just to show it's really over for me and this is the end

So if that's the case then just be real with me and just let it be known that's the play you doin my friend; So the excruciating pain can go ahead and destroy my soul and let the healing commence.

Depending on the outcome is what will happen after this is all over, said, and done; Because if this is your warped sense of love then quite frankly hun then sorry but I want none.

Be so much easier to take a hollow tip bullet straight to my dome and shatter my skull; Then you get what you want with me dead plus I won't have to feel anymore pain at all .

Just please let my Family know that I got popped and dropped and done in that's only fair; Don't have to tell them you done it at all just let them know it happened so they are aware.

That's only thing I request from you since I know that I'm on my way most certainly to Hell; No illusions of where I'm heading since in depths of bottomless pit sits my cell.