Dik-stracted
Dear friend
Where do I begin...to tell you about the trouble I’ve found myself in
I’ve been in this same spot all day
Creating words to express...
This man that has me stressed
So let’s digress
My first mistake was letting you into my mind
Meditating on sounds so sweet
Blind to deceit
I wanted to retreat in you
Logic out of view
My naivety was a useful tool to you
I play my role and to my surprise you did too
This familiar game was called by a different name...Brittany
He knew that my intellect...could not protect me
Because I told myself “Wow he gets me”
Now you’ve got me...alone
My second mistake was letting you into my body
Good vibes and slow jams was our favorite pastime
Now it’s a quarter past nine
I can feel your hands on my inner thighs
Soft lips that no one can easily resist...so I didn’t
I allowed you to penetrate the pieces of me
Without realizing the kind of man you would turn out to be
I just needed to feel wanted...and you wanted to supply my needs
Seem like an equal trade to me...oh but my soul disagreed
My final mistake was letting you into my soul
As you took me to the heavens
The angels did not rejoice
My life in remorse
I’d made you my god
Practicing idiol worship before dawn
Questioning my worth at sunrise
There you lie beside me
Taking in air...making it harder for me to breathe
The warning signs were clear...but I refuse to hear
Face with fears... of lonely nights...and regretful cries
I was willing to sacrifice my mind, body, and soul for a man on some simple sh**
When I knew I was a multidimensional type of bit**
I dumb myself down for some dope d***
But I ended up paying the price
Calling his a** at all hours of the night
Only to be rejected in the end...and referred to as his real good friend...
Well sis I’ve learned my lesson
Out here telling my friends...this man was a blessing
Now I see...this is the last time I chase a man for what I need
Everything I’ve ever wanted is in me
#recreatingthenarrative #onepostatatime















