I could exact my revenge or eat these salty chips, the dip is home made with french onion soup mix, I'm kinda wishing I had some crackers and now I want some cheese nothing too fancy, buffalo mozzerella, maybe some Mon Sire brie, a bottle of wine a couple of knives, and one evening without all this nonsensical bullshit killing my mind.
Fed-up with their constant fulminating Using the Constitution as justification for intimidation They parade around with their military assault weapons Warning they also carry concealed handguns They bloviate how they’re ready to kill anyone Who dares challenge their rightwing ideology
So, he began searching his storage closet While sorting through his old belongings Images of those dead children he taught Murdered in his school’s mass shooting Flashed vividly in obsessional imagery
I'm tired of looking at my phone for a notification. Do you know what love is? What's the definition? I hope you wait by the phone turning it off and back on. I hope you sit there and wonder why it's taking me so long.
I hope you think back and wonder where you went wrong. Replaying it over and over, the same horribly sad love song. I'm the kind of person that doesn't give up. I feel like a failure, but I'm finally done.
What you've done has come back around. This is the last, you won't hear a sound. No call, no text, not...
In a sedative state i lay in the back of an ambulance, I know your sitting right next to me. Riding to a place I know I probably won’t come back from. I realized at that moment you made evil look so beautiful. The way you twisted manipulation into a simple smile poisoned my love. Unconscious to the point my dreams became a reality. You questioned how I got to this state, the doors read... “your pain became the weapon”. Let my body waste away, but the blood sits on your hands. (I paid for my ambulance ride with my life)
She stole two and a half decades from me; she stole my trust, she stole my life! She was the mother of all my children, and my wife.
25 years...5 children later and the DNA reveals...not one of our children are biologically mine; I can’t believe I believed all the lies; I only married her in the 1st place...because she told me she was with child; But when I found out and came to the realization this meant Junior wasn’t actually mine...I almost died!
Truth be told, there was someone else...this woman whom I loved with...