Brutality of Silence - The Wretched Pretty

Drift on by.
Scrutinize that.
See what you want.
Either way I'm done feeling like crap.

Meet me there,
I don't like you here.
Disappear from there,
Time me here.

Go fuck yourself!
I owe you that.

Other than, I hope you are well.
Your lack of fortitude hurts like a motherfucker.
I mean Hell.

You mother fucker!!!😧

This is my life.
You've seen it,
I've told you,
You told me better.
You knew better.
You know better.
Yet you make it hurt.

So you are kinda digging into my heart knowing what makes me weak.

I am so angry I told you because you must have forgotten that I hate this feeling so much. So if you somehow catch wind of this tell me "friend",
 What the fuck?

Yeah my heart is in debris.
Best believe at the moment you are less than friendly.
Fake smiles are fake smiles, frowns turn around when I go.


So I go.


I'm about to glitter and I will make you shut your screen. No where to run as I blast off.
You'll see.
I'm tired of these games
I'm still tipping a ego meant for a hero.
You're just topping off your favorite pawn trying to get that balance to zero.
Ouch!!!!😔😔😔


Killer of Me.
You Fucking wish.

Ultimately you are turning into your new treatment of me.

Shit.

Real talk!!!


Separate mind from body.
I don't need drugs or a gun.
Death or a run.
I just need to be calm and cool.
I lucid dream my mind away from you.
Hydrate on the last of my tears.


I just think it's fucked up you knock on my door and asked me to play.
Just to treat me like another mark ass nigga and you scurry away.

Say what you want but I see what I see,
You dont give a rats ass if you are hurting me.

I'm as calm as a man who has been dead inside for a considerable amount of life.

I don't feel up to your stuff.
The reality is,
You can't keep up with me.😧
I'm blinded by personality.
Yet what I truly wanted was a "No" for an answer so we can carry on as folk

"NO".
What's the deal?
The elasticity of my spirit is being tested by the brutality of your silence.


    You have your space and time for me. I NEVER ASKED TO BE YOUR FRIEND!!! I never asked to be a compartment in your fucking life to ease your head.

When the Brutality of your silence dances with the carnage of my head.
The wolves come clawing at my doors raging for my Empire to be dead.

    I cry at your health but I know you'll just tell me I'm not your therapist. Hot damn I should have took that burn and left. I'm a dumb fucker at times I must say, but I am done giving you folded hands while kneeling over to pray.

You my "friend", are a killer of men. The ones who stay for the chase can't even maintain the pace as they gasp for you.
Ignore the machines that can help him get a grasp of you.
Instead he will die for you, and in the end as he passes a whole man,
He will be the one to cry for you.

This isn't even me I speak of.
The Man who you are killing is oh so willing to lay his life down so you can flirt in his face and carry on living in disgrace.


Far as these eyes can see.
 I got foresight like niggas in Zimbabwe have foreskin.
Deathbed happy that you were only just friends.
THAT ain't even me.

He my friend too.
Just a cautionary tale of what happens when you chase a promiscuous wretch, and you don't even know how to love yourself.

I will avoid that because chasing you is a fools game. You are a black widow.  The men dumb enough to be your close friends are also dumb enough to sit in your face and let you kill them. Every day. How many days I dipped out to avoid seeing your face.

Shit
You counted.

Real shit you should never find this piece but if you somehow do, you will hate me for being right. I've been right so far.


Disappointment.