“Emotionally Impaired Vision”

Anger, emotions rupture, I clutch her,
Yell and scream until my tongue hurts,
I’ve sunk words, into the layers of her face and eyes,
It’s wild, to know blurred vision can make you smile or cry,
Egotism can block your sense of love,
And push you to the limit and yell ENOUGH,
When your borders erupt, she screams and you’re done,
Fed up and then some, you run to get some food, and she’s rung,
Up by her neck by your fingers and thumb, she drops to the floor,
And stumbles yelling, “I thought you were so much more!”
“I was but you fucked it all up” is the sound of responses,
You know where this leads, and to where this launches,
Into a darkened world of sick hatred, crazy that you’ve dated,
For only 2 years, it was greatness, until the day you found out you mistaken,
In the kitchen you’re pacing, knowing it’s crazy,
The feeling you’ve had when you’ve woken up lately,
The absence of love settled and the hurt was insane,
It dug so deep into your pores to the point it rattled your brain,
She enters the kitchen, bitchin’ about how she is mistreated,
You begin to be leaving, the grabs your coat, and shoves with her treason,
Once pushed away, you looked at the gun; you’ve got one,
But step back, wipe your eyes clear, and look at the long run…

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