Dynamo of Volition

Brought down to a level I really never understood. I trusted you for five months. I assumed we were both living in a world called adulthood. I never trusted someone but let my wounds bleed into your arms. I never knew behind it all you were a line storm. I don’t regret what I endured. You’re not the first person who used my stars to make me reassured. Grew up in a family, picture perfect, fake smiles like all the sheep prefer. A family so messed up you pretend your soul is good, but I remember the night you cried to me about the fears of your manhood. Unveiled that you’re a psychopath and daddy made you that way. Didn’t you know politicians have that kind of sway? I’m not trying to be angry and spill everything that I know. It’s just your true colors came out and I’m over here like “whoa.” I’ll just go my way and hope all that shit grows. Our love once drifted like wood, everything was as it should. My back just took a hit by your narcissistic ways. Wasn’t too hard to pull it out though, no blood or feeling of malaise. I thank you for the lesson learned by someone I actually trusted. I applaud the act now knowing it was only me that you lusted. Revenge isn’t something I’m good at or believe in. But there’s one thing you should be aware of, what you did wasn’t malice, it was a mortal sin. I pray you see that once you take off the sheepskin.

Charity-Anne Ross

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