Wednesday, April 26, 2023

Red Rope

 

baby
can’t you see?
what you do to me?
what you put me through
from a to z
do re me
fa so la ti do
i carry all this pain that
no one knows
you know how it goes…
i grin and bear it
walk on stage and still put on a show…
i wanted to run but your weight it made me…
slow
can’t you be…?
even just a little more mercifully
your red fire
has burned me so severely
i reason a woman scorned
as i plot and study these degrees
can i carry on?
this has gone on for far too long
good woman but what you did was wrong
the pain it seems so strong
now i find myself
in a crowd i don’t belong
awash in wealth
yet singing this same sad ole song
i’ll keep singing
although it is off key...
people and their ponders
their thoughts and all their wonders
you turned me into a spectacle
with your blunder
Why did she?  What did you do?
That is why i live the life
i have nothing left to lose…
The things you stole from me
i cannot replace
i fail to recreate
is this destiny or is it fate
Has God cursed me?
for what i did to thee?
Me and my malady
As i hum my melody
You were such a good friend to me
Now you sold your soul
n took control
so sick of all of this...
deemed me to be unfit
that’s not all of it…
took my money too
perhaps my sanity
blue 😰
perhaps i should just sue
when i stack all the facts
the truth just seems obtuse
my life ain’t all bad
heck sometimes i’m really glad
that i never gave up hope
or hung myself with your red rope
all these cliches and contrived tropes
the media's lies they make me choke
i wonder what you think
but i shudder to ask
it might hurt me even more…

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