
left alone with only desire,
walked amongst the leftovers of humanity,
knee-deep in garbage--oh what tragedy.
Alas, we started vibin',
trouble on the horizon was startin',
'tis but the nature of the work,
'nother monster hidden in disguise--fuck.
Then the drama hit the one hundred,
faster than the stuff on the belt,
so did you tread lightly?
No, why would you,
you stood your ground,
defied the opposition,
safe and sound.
Then I noticed the severity--
nefarious incidents,
yet never strayed from your sincerity.
An eventuality pushed us apart,
I was gone for a long while but eventually came back,
when I resurfaced I noticed you had reached out to me out of worry,
and when we spoke, you shared with me your story.
Unfortunately, I was still very tore in my mind,
I warned you to stay away, as I always do,
but you declined.
And then even after a while, I could sense my destruction,
surfacing over friendship,
turning it into a deconstruction.
And the last thing I told you was out of line,
then I blocked you out of my life.
Something tells me, though, you are still thriving,
for a bombshell like you,
will always keep surviving.