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In bed with the devil
In bed with the devil:
The devil will fuck up the whole schedule. He grips people’s souls and twists them at every level. Like a plague they pass on their pain at a rate that’s truly incredible. Hurt people hurt people, so Lord please help me let her go.
These people pretend to be something their not. They give in to temptation, no matter how many souls that they rot. Making promises of the future but can’t even truly see what they got. Thanks for lighting the fire under my ass, I’m back on the path to glory, I’m hot.
The devil won’t get in. I have a lot of demons but they don’t compare to your sin. You’re sick twisted and wicked but I hope God heals you in the end. See this poem isn’t a hate message, it’s a plea to see you win.
It’s a plea to see you wake up. Stop worrying about your make up or the color of your hair. Change your heart and not your appearance and you’ll be fully aware. Awareness of the self can lead to better affairs. However, awareness without change can lead to disaster, so please be aware. Up at 4 am, not out of hate, it’s out of care. I’m actually feeling no emotions because everything’s clear.
You told me you would ruin me but I chose to see your light. Yeah it was always dim but I pictured a day when it would burn bright. I wanted you to win. I felt as true happiness was in sight. So I guess I did it to myself, this shit isn’t right.
See I’m a fucking helper, this is what I do. Busted my ass for a degree in psych. Sociology too. Working with autistic children makes me feel as if I’ve finally grew. Halfway to a masters in counseling, who would’ve knew. Helper’s can’t help but help, whether it’s a lot or a few. I finally see now that I cannot help you. IM THROUGH!!!!
The devil will fuck up the whole schedule. He grips people’s souls and twists them at every level. Like a plague they pass on their pain at a rate that’s truly incredible. Hurt people hurt people, so Lord please help me let her go.
These people pretend to be something their not. They give in to temptation, no matter how many souls that they rot. Making promises of the future but can’t even truly see what they got. Thanks for lighting the fire under my ass, I’m back on the path to glory, I’m hot.
The devil won’t get in. I have a lot of demons but they don’t compare to your sin. You’re sick twisted and wicked but I hope God heals you in the end. See this poem isn’t a hate message, it’s a plea to see you win.
It’s a plea to see you wake up. Stop worrying about your make up or the color of your hair. Change your heart and not your appearance and you’ll be fully aware. Awareness of the self can lead to better affairs. However, awareness without change can lead to disaster, so please be aware. Up at 4 am, not out of hate, it’s out of care. I’m actually feeling no emotions because everything’s clear.
You told me you would ruin me but I chose to see your light. Yeah it was always dim but I pictured a day when it would burn bright. I wanted you to win. I felt as true happiness was in sight. So I guess I did it to myself, this shit isn’t right.
See I’m a fucking helper, this is what I do. Busted my ass for a degree in psych. Sociology too. Working with autistic children makes me feel as if I’ve finally grew. Halfway to a masters in counseling, who would’ve knew. Helper’s can’t help but help, whether it’s a lot or a few. I finally see now that I cannot help you. IM THROUGH!!!!
Published 29th Jun 2022
Author's Note
After 1.5 years of physical abuse, disgusting racist names, accusations, cheating, and more, my ex-fiancé tried to push me down the stairs. Then she begged me to stay as she went to rehab. In rehab she claims to have “met” this guy that knew her ex in the other rehab. Her ex passed from a heroine overdose a month before meeting me. I did not find this out for months. Anyways long story short, she lead me on during rehab, while having a rehab romance, got out and completely shut me out for this dude. Had unprotected sex with him then me after. It’s 4:31 am here and I’m on my boys floor because I payed everything, so my bank accounts are drained. Can’t find a place of my own because I’ve been out of work due to a hand surgery and you must prove that you make 3-4x the rent, so I must release.
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