Gold Mouth. Hannah D. McClendon
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I was for her,
as bad as I wanted her
to be my best friend
the more she turned
into my worst enemy
drama was all she wanted to see,
Deep down
she didn’t care for me,
And I could tell by the way
she would stare at me
from across the table,
Friendship;
A beginning to an end
that did everything but end well,
the only correction she could add
Was the fact that I forgot to mention
the tension she would cause
every time we saw each other,
Every time I hear her name
I cringe,
My mind twists back to the ending;
our friendship had
loose ends left untied,
unbothered,
untied;
unmovable
until the day we both die,
I let myself be subject to her misery;
misery loves company,
I stayed as long as I could
Until you told me I wasn’t good enough
for your friendship
Face The Music.
When you put on that new identity,
that new persona,
it was impossible for me
to recognize you,
your new status
in your fraternity
like prosopagnosia,
but your face;
so ugly to me,
your lies all came together
like some demonic symphony,
like the voices
flooded my head as chants,
I was poisoned
that’s why I tested you rants;
I cried out for help
but only received silence,
the only way to quiet these voices
is through rituals;
ones I promised myself I’d given up,
I had no choice
you picked up the phone,
now you’re concerned,
the blood soaking through my veins
was enough to make you go insane,
you’re not welcome here
you’re too late
don’t call me now,
accept the fate
I exposed you;
texts or calls
you choose it,
your lies can no longer kill me
now go and face the music,
Vulnerable.
I’m so sorry
I didn’t mean to snap on you,
I don’t know what’s gotten into me;
my rage blew up
like a balloon in my chest
I’m so sorry
I can’t tell you how I feel
I don’t want to sound insane
Just let it go,
I’m not opening up to you
I just don’t trust you enough;
not yet
God, I wish I wasn’t this way;
every man makes me angry,
there’s no way to explain my pain
every time you leave it causes me pain
every time you laugh
every time you cry
I’m crazy
I don’t mind you thinking that,
just tell me you don’t hate me after all of that
He's running from himself
No one can even catch up with him,
He tries to please everyone with a smile
The world just throws him the middle finger,
He tries to hold everything together
With his own to hands,
His family is leaving him
He has no one,
He doesn't know when to let go
Ask God to take control,
The world will only chew him up
Spit him out
If only there was a way to help his starved,
Beaten up soul.
If only there was a way to let him know
That his God cares so much about him
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