You should be feeling guilty,
I’ll be finally free,
Of all your insanity,
And you underhandedly,
Contributed to my split personality,
You expect me to pay for everything,
And we’re broken up with no offspring,
And I’m not your fucking mother of all things,
You could never be happy for me, and I know reading this might sting,
But it’s all truth,
You need to stop being bitter,
You was just a one hitter,
You always givin’ up too easy quitter,
I meant what I said,
You know I hate repeating,
Did you need to me say it again,
Do you feel the burn,
Just taking my turn,
You knew who you was fuckin with,
Let me pour the accelerant as I put you on the element.
About the Creator
Adair Sigurdson
Adair is currently working on the Manifestation Diaries, a fictional short story series with more poetry to come. Stay tuned!
Comments (1)
Tell it like is! I hear it all in this poem; good job!