A victim of Cupid’s scorn, ever since you been gone
I’ve had recurring dreams every night about the dudes you bone,
I know that by my side is where you belong,
who was wrong? It doesn’t matter, I refuse to go on,
any longer without you…I don’t doubt you
are doing better than ever, whether or not I out you,
I’m the one that’s stuck…how do I get out? Do I
admit my wrongs - grab foot, and insert into mouth? Ugh,
Admittedly, don’t really believe it’s me
who should apologize, all those guys that you had at your feet,
tending to every need that I did not ever see,
you see, you seek attention from everybody but me,
either through animosity, or possibly consciously
living out subconscious, perceive that’s it all a part of the glee,
claiming I was too harsh, and nobody got you but me
despite all of their attempts, I should try to find me some peace?
How could you fault me for feeling like I was lost in a million
decisions, locked in a building that’s getting hotter, the sealing
is peeling off of the ceiling, I’m keeling over, revealing
some real exposure, appealing for healing over my spirit…
Now I diss you only because I miss you,
wishing that I could kiss you, that that wasn’t an issue,
that we were still official, that I didn’t dismiss you,
don’t know what I was thinking, knowing I can’t resist you,
feeling so artificial, that cutting through all the sinew
shows a hollow body that’s cold, a living igloo that
froze and got nobody that’s close and beneficial, and
so I embody the woes wrote in this scripture
now my windows are tinted, I’m sprinting from what’s beginning,
you know that you bad as fuck - you so bad, it made me demented,
I’m sitting back in the storeroom, admitting that in this courtroom
of sinning, I am complaining, I’m judging and I’m defending,
cycle is never-ending, Bible holds no repentance,
vital organs submitting - died in orbit mid-mission
trying, hoping and fishing, fighting off a remission,
dying hope was admission, tiding over attrition…

On and off, she would text me again,
but I knew she ain't really want to talk to me…
she was gone off with an even better man,
and I know now that she ain't ever really wanted me…