“Situational Intolerance”

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What happened to your spirit
What broke you down so bad
Making you so
Hateful
Resentful
Disrespectful
To everyone around you

Where in your life
Did you lose yourself
That innocence
That kept you laughing
And shrugging off
The little stuff

Because right now
That stick
Up your a$$
Is causing some serious damage
Destruction that is making
This a detrimental situation

And I am tired of this
You constipated
Irritated
Miserable person
With your attitude always
Dailed up to ten
For no damn reason

This stuff you on
Got you doing
Some demented batshittyness
How can you live
With yourself
Being so difficult
What is your problem

After eight hours of your crap
You make me want
To commit myself
Just so I can be alone
In peace
Listening to silence

Your problems
No one can solve this
Even a mathematician

At the top of his class
Threw up his hands
Saying he did not
Want any part you

Unsolvable equation
That was his last statement
As he ran away
Saying lose his number

-Yellowbonewonda

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“Wash Over Me”

It was partially
My fault
I accept
That part
I kept
Breathing
New life
Into something
That was dead
It will never
Be the same
That pureness
That was inside
Of me
You stabbed
My heart
And left me
For dead
All
That was good
Inside of me
Has leaked out
Leaving nothing
Left inside
The reserve tanks
They are empty
Except for fumes
Now I sit here
Impatiently
Waiting to be
Lead to
The magical waterfall
That will cascade
Over my head
Cleansing
Everything
About me
Including the hell
You put me
Through
Away
Erasing all
The things
That was haunting me
And banish you
Out of my dreams
Renewing my
Memories
So I can
Get over
All the pain
And
Tears
You left me
Swimming in
Looking
For some
Form of proof
That Love
Is still attainable
And
Not another love
Folk tale
I do not
Want to believe
That I can not have
Or
Will not have
A true love
Before I am dead

-Yellowbonewonda

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“Trapped By Pain’s Games”

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More intimate
Than any
Of my relationships
It has been
Part of me
It knows me
Inside
And
Out
Pain
A sneaky
Cunning
Scheming
Devious
Deceitful
Unscrupulous
Son of a *itch
Has either
Been
My tormentor
Torturing me
Trying to break me
Into nothingness
Or
My lover
Loving on me
Caressing me
Sending me
Into ecstasy
Then causing
Me to cry
Afterwards
Because it
Walked out
Leaving me
For just
A moment
So I could
Panic
And
Think it
Is not coming back
It has been
Doing this
Continuously
Around the clock
Nonstop
My whole life
I can not
Escape from it
I have tried
Advoidance
Acceptance
Denial
Nothing has worked
I have
Noticed
It waits
When I feel
I am happy
It is gone
Then
It comes back
With a vengeance
Changing
Its face
And
Its strategy
To reenter
Into my life
Pain’s
Message to me
Is
It is not
Going anywhere
This burden
Will be
My baggage
That is not
Fully unpacked
Pouring out
Like
A bottomless pit
The contents
Are scattering
All around me
Boxing me in
So I can not
Move
It just
Wants me
To know
I can not
Run from it
It has me
And
Will not
Let go
NEVER

-Yellowbonewonda

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“Only Two Choices”

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Everyone thinks
By making plans
Guarantees
Their future
Nothing is
Promised
To anyone
In this
Group delusion
This can all end
Immediately
Causing us to
Drop dead
Where we stand
So don’t think
You’re special
Over another
Live your life
To the fullest
And be a good person
It’s a do
Or die situation
On countdown
And no one
Knows the end game
It is his gift
To give
On how long
He will put up
With the ignorance
Of people
Stop pretending
We have control
Of life
It’s an illusion
We live in a world
Of judgement
With simple choices
Live
Die
Love
Hate
There is no room
To play
In the middle
We are all puppets
Dancing
To the tune
Of two
Grand master gamers
Be aware
All your choices
Dictates who is
Your controller
Either you
Choose God or Satan
To be
The keeper
Of your soul
This will be
The most
Important decision
You’d make
So don’t order
Like you’re
Buying a Starbucks
This is for
Eternity
An Infinitant decision
Nothing to be
Taken lightly

-Yellowbonewonda

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