I thought i was crowned with a neon sign that said which way u could go with your notions of self depletion.
I barely lifted a finger.
Imobilized by shock.
You made a fool of my trusting nativity.
But i am now braced and barred against your return.
I hate your ease in destruction of forces you cannot create.
I pray for the day I never again see your face.
Amen
