Fk That Sh*t

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: True Confessions  |  House: Booksie Classic

Submitted: August 30, 2018

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I thought that we could remain friends
And part amicably
Knowing it was time for each of us to move on
Maybe not you
You had a meal ticket ... or so you thought
I have brains, creativity and I'm not afraid of the word No!
You said I was free to leave
But when push came to shove
You were still hoping I'd be there to carry you
Like I have been for the past 7 years
Fk that sh*t 
You proved a long time ago
That I couldn't trust you with my heart
You loved to cuss me for missing one fk'n ingredient
When I was learning to cook Trini style
But ... in front of your family
And in front of my daughter
And in front of my co-workers
Humiliating me like no one has ever done before
Fk that sh*t
Now here I sit
Ready to take on the world from my little corner of the map
In every way I tried to guide you
To set you up to be a real success 
So I could be comfortable knowing you'd be able to handle 'tings while I was away
But no ... you wanted to kill the pain by smoking weed
And not sharing conversation
Everytime I wanted to share a piece of my heart
You cut me off like I didn't exist
You were never interested in me
I was only your meal ticket
Fk that sh*t
No amount of loud talking 
Will convince me to come back to you
To a life of constant criticism or ridicule
I wasn't put here to play fk'n small
Do you hear me?
I have a purpose, I have goals & dreams 
And they don't include you
Who I choose to share my life with is for me to decide
Your threats at the airport and ridiculing me in front of all the passengers will not go unnoticed
Lord help me when I get home
Fk that sh*t


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