6:15 AM

You robbed me of my ambitions

Had me fishin’ in a pond of no intuition

And I’m wishin’ I never met you in the first place.

You stripped me down from head to toe

Never knowing what was going

Through my head in bed

Every time you’d tell me I was worthless.

I am no longer She;

The Me,

You met when He was still around.

I found

Pieces of She

In the old Me

That lay rotting beside

The nightstand of hopelessness.

*This is the product of unpleasant vignettes from the past deciding to wander in my mind late at night.