Fed Up

I gave my trust to a man behind the wall  
why or how did I expect him to catch me? In fact, he let me fucking fall  
 
Flat on my face, I was played and made to feel rage and disgrace  
No more than a mere trophy on his shelf; Now where can I show my damn face  
 
I had no idea I was dealing with the devil; I was truly burned  
Thinking about the lies, the deception, my stomach churns

[/font]My good friend took her life due to her kind traits  
that situation has consumed me to the point I am filled with hate

[/font]The clown she took her life over has gone on with his life  
I am hurt more about her than I realized; I feel too much pain and strife

[/font]Kindness that ends in death is no blessing it fills my guts with so much hatred.  
 
Sick and tired of all these emotions that consume me  

Boot Camp, yoga, poetry writing, mentoring, acupuncture, nothing is giving me a sense of peace  
 
Alone on this road trying to figure this all out and resume to my simple ways
to exist  
A warrior I am , I know I must fight and I will persist  
 
[/font] I want all this pain to go away, who has an effective way? show me how 
 
 
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