Poetry of the DarkChild
I thought we were going to
make it...
I tried and tried
but now I'm tired...
everday it's something new
beat down..
discussed...
confused...
my spirit is gone
no hopes...
desires...
about me and you...
can't go on like this
pretending that I don't see
hoping for the hopeless...
praying for a miracle

Eyes strained from all the crying...
body drained
energy gone...
thinking I can cope
everytime your phone goes off...
I'm suppose to believe she's just a friend...
yeah! your ex-girlfriend


Not so much a bother to me
the text messages on your phone...
everynight you were at home...
until...
the call...hangup phone calls...
didn't want to act like a Ni**er
still gave you the benefit of the doubt...
re-directed my energy to something else...
believed in the things you said...
didn't question you because I believed...knew faith and love would pull us through...
but then you slipped and I found out the truth...
I'll never forget overhearing you say you bought her flowers and candy for her birthday...

I appreciate your honesty and confidence in the love we share...
it's ok...
I understand...
you were being nice
you were being a friend...
Well...
I have a confession for you...
because I love you
I was being nice too...
this morning your bags were packed and delivered to her house...
now leave the keys and get the
Fuck Out!!!!

(c) 2005 Lacretia Johnson
"Dismissed"