To the man who wouldn't leave my bed till l lay on his chest


You made me into the lady l detest.
My mental house of Lords is in shambles.
Your insults keep screaming out loud
l cant bear In the tide.

Delusions of grandeur
As stupid as you are
Your expressions when you utter such
Devastating, heart pondering words
I never forget.

I have become addicted to the adrenaline
Of pain, sorrow and guilt
Guilt that perhaps l sang the wrong key
And l ought to transpose
For peace and probably the long lost happiness.

Oh happiness, l know...