An Unhealthy Relationship

I’m stuck in a dream where I’m locked away, confined,
but then I see your face and suddenly I don’t mind.
Although I hate it here,
I’ve got nothing to fear,
because you feel so safe and so kind.

Of course in all actuality
we have to snap back to reality,
so let’s talk about our relationship
and its functionality.
We met in December;
I liked your personality,
you loved my mentality,
plus we had the same
mental abnormality.
It wasn’t until later
I saw your lack of congeniality.
But due to my rationality
I saw your true potentiality
and while I fought for you,
lost sight of my morality.

Three summers ago we parted
and you never ended up coming home.
By the time it was over I realized
I had turned completely to stone.
I’m angry because you wasted my time.
I gave you everything and you left me behind.
And I committed no crime by being kind.
I will go on without you and I’ll be just fine.
I searched all over before I finally found a reason
to bow and accept the end of a love, and of a season.


I am who I am today
all because of you.
I never imagined I’d be
the woman I turned into.
I can’t connect with people at all;
Now I hardly have the desire.
My ability to trust is shut down,
because I spent so much time with a liar.

See, I’ve totally lost my connection;
Not just my sense of affection.
She took my life by the section
and slowly reduced it all to ash.
It took time to get started
in a different direction.
I thought I’d die over your defection
and then again later over my abjection,
and all this was even before your rejection.
Remember, there was a time
when you called me “your perfection,“
and when everyone said you were bad,
I was the only objection.
Then you showed me you were
only capable of projection,
but what I’m needing is protection.
I realized I deserve better
after a hard look at my reflection.

Now I look back
and see it for the first time.
There’s nothing wrong
with being too kind.
I need to move on and
I have to leave you behind.
I have ice in my veins
and you’re poison to my mind.

I searched all over before I finally found a reason
to bow and accept the end of a love, and of a season.


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© 2017 Black Widow