Personal venting

Blistered by your words, numbed by your actions.
Victimized by your accusations, stunned by your absence.
Labeled by your opinions, nothing has ever been so false.
Conflicted by your ultimatums, whats left to choose, & whats the cost.
We stood our own for so long & what i thought would be years to come.
But I guess I got a little too far ahead of myself, my fault, so dumb.
Empowered, by the experiences we shared.
Enlightened, by the hardships we bared.
Humbled, by how far we came through it all.
Devastated, by how quick you were, to let it fall.
A once strong determined soul who would fight, who never ran.
Now a spineless cowardly corrupted shell, of such a bitter man.
So quick to defend, and point the finger, like your justified.
You talk your shit, then walk on by, go on... run and hide.
You drop everything and everyone, and actually think its right.
Such a damn shame how ones priorities, can change over night.
Using "logic & reason", no, hypnotized... that's my belief.
But I try to not let my hatred get the best of me, that... or my grief.
Yet, one positive thing comes from this, and that is... the final chapter...... is up to me.
When all comes crashing down (which it will), will I offer a hand, or force you to see.
That in the end, I was right all along.
I'll place my knife beside hers in your back to further prove, you were wrong.
Now I'm not going to have the debate over "who's thinking with whos dick"
Cause the past always repeats itself, everyone knows that, and it's fucking SiK.
But the one thing I have to say "my nigga" your game, is quiet absurd.
Cause all it took to draw you away, was 1 bitch, 2 holes, and 3 little fuckin words.
                                          XIII