Untitled and Lost

[Brenda Starrr]

I know what you're going to do,

And I don't like it one bit.

You're sullen and withdrawn.

We can't take much more of this shit.

Even I get tired of reaching out,

When you can't help yourself live.

They're so damned young, yet

They will continue to love and give.

So, what'll it be this time?

Will it be pills, carbon monoxide, a gun?

You mean you weren't told about life

And how it isn't always gonna be fun?

I'm tired of picking up the pieces

Of your crumbling, damaged puzzle.

Because of course it will be the kids

Whose cries I will have to muffle....

[Brenda Starrr]

You know what really bugs me? If I write an erotic poem, everyone wants to comment on it. If I write an angry one, no one wants to touch it....

Y'all don't know what to do with me when I'm pissed off, do you?

[Paper Hearts]

i didn't realize it was pissed off. I just saw it now, sorry.

[Onyx]

I'm seething in anger right now too.

My ex is using my kids like his own personal punching bag. He knows better than to actually hit them so he batters them emotionally. The damage is worse and it never really heals.

[Brenda Starrr]

OMG, Onyx! I'd have to go kill him.

[Onyx]

Don't tempt me!

[Brenda Starrr]

Please....

I'm ready to do in my ex so that he doesn't have the pleasure of beating me to it. What's one more useless prick??