Drink

Hell hath no fury like a woman scorn.

A wise man should know do woman no harm.

The fool that chooses to will certainly be ferried to his glory.

They shall call his folly the root of her fury.

Knife in back or belly she’s innately accustomed to removing blades; 

not from strength does she; nor is she brave. 

Women can survive and navigate fueled purely by inherent unquantifiable rage.

Not revered but feared burdened to carry and calm these weapons of blood.

Laying dormant and sleep, quailed with her kindness and love.

She feeds rage peace, barters and begged this barbarity till it stayed sleep. 

It lay dormant and quiet only for a miserable fool to wake the blood thirsty beast.

No burden shall left or torment will be  spared nor lesson unearned;

be ever so mindful of the bitch you burn. 

Fuck

I stand in the face of my crime

and I humbly request my time.

I'll take each and every day,

as long as its over and stays that way.

There is a difference between you and I.

I am fighting to live, you are waiting to die.

I take ownership and stand by my plate;

you beg like a dog for scraps and wait.

I fight at a side.

You run, just to hide.

My provisions you call luck.

You cowardice, indignant fuck.

Breakdowns.

She aristocratic; he is charismatic

This bring on all the static.

That brings up all the panic.

It used to be romantic.

Now its too dramatic.

Emotions so erratic.

They start to miss the magic.

Cold as the Atlantic.

She curse him out Arabic.

He cop a new fanatic.

She laughing at his antics.

Distance is automatic. 

Opinions getting slanted.

Taking this for granted.

Love ain't just a habit.

Forgot that she a savage.

She want it, go out then grab it.

Simple so understand it.

Reaching for all the carats.

This woman is galactic.

Picture perfect graphic.

Imagine

Imagine if I only wanted to be a mom on Mother's Day.

Acting like "Fuck them kids on every other day."

Imagine I wouldn't get a job to put food in their belly;

but I got one to support my efforts of having a new cellie. 

Imagine me villainizing Dad for wanting me to contribute.

Meanwhile I'm wrecking cars; while consuming more than I distribute.

Imagine me in bed pining for penis within close proximity.

While he asking soup kitchens and church's for favors with humility.

Imagine me saying he keeps me from my children!

When I couldn't call 4-digits of one child's number to me from an correctional institution.

Imagine he takes them children that I refused to mother;

while I'm married, dating one man; and taking one as a lover.

Imagine that man move on with his life;

and I call that woman pretending to be an abused wife.

Imagine that man works on co-parenting again;

and I come with a sad story cause all I do is manipulate men.

Imagine if he finally said enough is enough;

I destroyed my family...could I still ask for his trust?

To my children

Always look around and listen carefully to the world

in crowds or silence the frequency always speaks.

The Earth lives my hearts; 

everything is energy and every energy exchanges.

Let your choices be inspired but direct because of this.

Observe every likeness of GOD that dwells within humanity;

see what is done for peace and what is sacrificed for war. 

Do not run to cells; nor race to graves.

Live by Laws of Kings and not by books of Slaves.

Be the love you needed at you lowest;

be the protector you needed at you weakest.

Use wisdom and discernment to follow the golden law of treatment.

Don't wait until your heart is shattered to leave.

If you break healing starts by picking up the pieces.

Appear to have nothing if you wish to have everything. 

Never lead with accomplishments nor possessions; 

jealousy is a disease that’s treated as a confection.

If you exchange love for money you wont be left with anything at all.

If you exchange money for love the wicked will feed on your downfall.

Remember Earth is just here; but Heaven is Home.

My loves even if  I leave I am never truly gone.

  

It was

It was weaponized incompetence.

It was financial abuse.

It was using cheating as a punishment.

It was heartache and infidelity as a means to control.

It was walking on eggshells so you wouldn't walk out. 

It was coercion.

It was covert.

It was hidden behind silence.

It was pretending not to understand.

It was destabilizing to induce stress.

It was beating without hands.

It was Stockholm Syndrome.

It was abuse man.