I listen to this track, and I realize that your disgusting idea of respect is to kiss me with the tongue you just had wrapped around your best friend's man's cock while she and I slept. I wish that I had known what to expect when I discovered you. I hadn't yet grown enough to accept the reality of this place. I thought that I knew what living was and how to be a man. I thought that I was enough of a GOOD man for the perfect woman that was laying in my bed as I lulled my mind to rest. I suppose that I had gone so long without any hope that I was willing to grasp at the idea of a "right girl" or a "faithful woman" that you had intentionally portrayed for my mind to see. And when I saw the truth start to expose itself and I felt the attraction that was not supposed to exist... according to you, couldn't possibly exist... I didn't process the information in a healthy way or a manner in which I would be able to be normal for a stretch of time. I struggled with the reality of what I had seen. I actually adopted a state of mind that refused to see what I witnessed. I remember telling you that I had seen the two of you. One inside the other, eyes locked on each other. I can't sit here mentally yet without obliterating my conscious stability and emotional sobriety. I find myself in week-long motivational droughts and painful nostalgias thought cycles and depressed personal enthusiasm for life and all her beautiful experiences...
I truly wish that I could be unaware of the betrayal and the serious lack of honesty, respect, love, empathy, or concern for me. Not only as a lover but also as just another person on this rock. I guess I should be thankful and relieved as I dodged a bullet that would have been in a very powerful way, to enslave me and keep me guessing. I just don't like the fact that you suffer no repercussions. So fucking carless of a person you are that for every time that I begged you to tell me the truth, you would try to convince me that I was out of my mind. I was out of my mind... to have the slightest amount of faith in someone who'd sacrifice the world to save her own skin. Forget the skin, all you need is a mask to wear in public and a secret that is worth the world to you for the excitement. I try so hard to forgive and to accept that we are all human. But I recall the talks that had me falling in love with you and recognize the guiding hand of your voice and see that from the very beginning, I had been lied to. Even then, I wish to hear your voice and you're telling me of your love for us and our future. Yes, I do still love you as I had promised. I know that. I accept that. I also accept that you need to burn in hell and suffer the weaknesses of your character's integrity. Fuck You Nasty Ass Bitch... I love you but you deserve nothing of respect which is that thing that separates the dog from the person. Rot in that lake of fire as is your fate. The one thing that would save you was honesty. I could have accepted the truth and grown from it in a healthy manner... With Pain of the truth of course, but without the disturbance to my universe and mental stability. I hope that you are able to read this someday. and grow yourself.
Good-Bye you piece of shit. Good Riddance.
'BE GOOD OR BE GOOD AT IT"
Thomas L Moberly
RoylemBuilt Community
No comments:
Post a Comment