End The Battle

The fire inside me burns deep. I thought hard when I made that leap. I knew it was a risk. I didn’t mind since I wanted more than a kiss. I was willing to be cool with hanging. The times definitely are a changing. Now I’m hurt, bitter, angry and alone. This hits me right to the bone. You do no good by being fake. You couldn’t even remember my birthday cake. My grandpa said year ago watch those that smile a lot. They’re often in pain, up to something and are something they’re not. Think of clowns, Robin Williams and the Joker. I don’t want to be the poker. This is the bear and I have to tell. I want this battle inside of me to dispel. I want to feel joy and happy again. You can still do it; we can both win. I forgive easily but I will not be the fool. You will get mad and call me a tool. Doesn’t matter because I’m not at war here. I just want my forever dear. Heck all I asked for was dinner and drinks. Are you getting rid of the bar? You will see me from afar. Oh you will party but with me it’s a battle. I won’t be treated like cattle. Bye for now, I must retreat. This is more devastating than the August heat


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