Scream Out

Dont lose composure ladies.
Even if he has been treating you like shit lately.
Scream out those words and he will win.
Telling his homies that he had tamed his woman.
He has been going out all night.
Don’t let him come home and expect to win another fight.
You clench your teeth wanting to scream.
Hold that tongue tight.
Let your heart and mind be on the same team.
I know it is harder than it seems .
Pillow drenched from the constant waiting.
But just remember one thing.
Just fly with your wings.
Remember you have the wings to soar.
Far away from all of this.
Never scream out his name.
Don’t let him think you can be tamed.
Whether you are sasha fierce.
Never scream out with those tears.
The only thing that should be grounded is your feet.
Never bend your knees to plead.
Losing composure will bring in defeat.
Keep the composure girls.
Keep the pride inside first.
Let him chase you down with a “but”.
Go on and leave with a strut.
Bring out your freakum dress ladies.
The eyes that is faded is like the man who had never catered to you had faded.
Dance on the tables and feel free.
Let your pride take the lead.
Cut out the losers like pages from magazines who don’t deserve your goodies.
And where that freakum dress loosely.
Tonight is the night for strong beautiful ladies.
Hands up for the women who kept their composure and walked out of the door of despair safely.
Congratulations.

Get Out!

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Layers and layers of clothes rips off me….
As the voices I hear tells me to leave…
The drama awaits….
Had me swallow my pride that I create…
Emotions built up into hate….
Strong word that had been laid…
Using force to push my qay out of the walls of ambush….
My hands are of rust and my heart is flushed….
The voices in my head is telling me to go on but my energy is so low….
Feelings of complete insanity replays on my head multiplies….
In my eyes, they are all lies…
“Get out!” they tell me, but the have
no right…
For I have the humanistic ability to fight….
I will break down doors….
If I have to, I will go to war….
The feelings I have is real…
That’s why I keep this poem sealed….
Human rights comes in handy….
When my heart is in shackles lately….
Release the urge of violence at the right moment….
Till then, I will face my strongest opponent….