My Haves and Have Nots
I felt it course down my spine.... the chill, the feeling of foreboding, something was amiss, I felt it in your texts, I felt the numbness that has finally set itself deep inside your heart. What was once alive and vibrant has finally gone dull and gray...
I never really thought much about it, I knew deep inside it was a sign, something was wrong, terribly wrong, I knew that I would finally get the shock of my life. There was something hiding behind the clouds but I never really got a glimpse of it. If I knew things were going to be like this, I would've prepared myself. Either to stand my ground and fight or to just bolt to the night.
There it was, the monster that has finally corrupted you. I knew there was something, it was always something, but I found that something out too little to late.
IT has corrupted you, what was once mine was taken away from me, the sad thing is that I let it take you. Though I was never part of the corruption, I was the one who pushed you to falter. My swagger became your crutch, my imperviousness your sling... it's as good as me pulling the trigger of a pistol aimed for my head.
I rained heavily that day, wave after wave of intense emotions swirling, creating something different. A realization, a lesson an epiphany...
Never was I going to lose her again, not to some monster who craves a lot... not for anyone anymore... I was asked to choose between standing up or bolt...
I chose to fight!
soiled as she may be, I will never back down anymore, if push comes to shove, I'll beat the monster to the ground. If it stands up I'll pummel him, if it persists I WILL KILL IT
I'm not going to hold the punches anymore, this is war
I never really thought much about it, I knew deep inside it was a sign, something was wrong, terribly wrong, I knew that I would finally get the shock of my life. There was something hiding behind the clouds but I never really got a glimpse of it. If I knew things were going to be like this, I would've prepared myself. Either to stand my ground and fight or to just bolt to the night.
There it was, the monster that has finally corrupted you. I knew there was something, it was always something, but I found that something out too little to late.
IT has corrupted you, what was once mine was taken away from me, the sad thing is that I let it take you. Though I was never part of the corruption, I was the one who pushed you to falter. My swagger became your crutch, my imperviousness your sling... it's as good as me pulling the trigger of a pistol aimed for my head.
I rained heavily that day, wave after wave of intense emotions swirling, creating something different. A realization, a lesson an epiphany...
Never was I going to lose her again, not to some monster who craves a lot... not for anyone anymore... I was asked to choose between standing up or bolt...
I chose to fight!
soiled as she may be, I will never back down anymore, if push comes to shove, I'll beat the monster to the ground. If it stands up I'll pummel him, if it persists I WILL KILL IT
I'm not going to hold the punches anymore, this is war