Are You A Slave To Loyalty?

Have you ever been loyal to somebody that betrayed you and stab you in the back over and over?
Have you ever been in a situation where you realized moving on was harder than you thought?
Have you ever prayed that the person that treated you like dirt, would change?
Were you disappointed when the person made false promises on how they would change but they just remain the same?
Ever been hurt so bad that you regret falling in love in the 1st place?
Ever cried yourself to sleep and the tears kept pouring down your face?
Last but not least, have you ever thought about committing suicide becuase you thought suicide would help the pain escape?

Learn to let go
when people act cold.
Not everyone has a pure soul
and heart.
Don’t hold on when
your broken.
Holding on is
sometimes poisioned.
They take your heart
and destroy it
and they can’t rebuild.
Like Toysrus
going bankrupt
but the kids are still living
So why when people go corrupted
the pain your still holding
and suffering?
Same thoughts keep rethinking.
Worrying yourself to death
becuase you think
the painful memories is all you have left.
Loyalty is going to lead you to death
and become a rat trap
that snaps your neck.
Waiting for others to change
but you are the one
that have to change
Begging them to stay
like a begger asking
for spare change
Go to work
Go the gym
Go to church
Go make new friends.
People come and go
for a reason.
Some are only meant
for a season.
You are not nobody’s slave
So use the time and space
to help create
an opportunity
to move forward.
Slavery is in the past
Staying loyal to
the wrong one
is ass backwards.
Mental slavery
have us corrupted
and people behaviors
sometimes make
me disgusted.
Here’s a question
and think it
Why are we loyal to
the ones that don’t
give a fuck about us
and they turn their back
on us?
Now why do we ignore
the ones that are are loyal
to us and use  the ones
that would give the world
to us?

Why So Loud?

Damn
Saw her across the street
and instantly grabbed my meat.
The words I began to speak
She smiles as she looks at me.
I approached her smoothly
with confidence.
She needed
to be complimented.
Told her she was gorgeous
She smiled acknowledging
my compliment.
I responded saying
I’m just being honest.
When reading this,
at the end of this
you’ll see
I wasn’t completely honest.
I felt confident
since the wave grease
in my hair
was prominent
and silently
thanking God
for being light skin.
I said to her
“Let’s be freinds!”
“Are you sure
that’s all
you looking for?”
She said that
sexually for sure

                                     20 Minutes later

Back at the apartment
from slow lovemaking
to transforming into a possessed demon
plunged into her
like a high diver
hitting a pool.
and I’m hoping
I don’t  cum soon.
Popping this broad
like a balloon.
Pounding relentlessly
and she screams servely
“I love this big  dick daddy”
Getting rougher gradually
I’m twisting her guts in a knot
and she is begging me not to stop.
Then I heard a knock on the door
and someone opened the bedroom door.
This woman was pissed off for sure
for sexing this hore on her bed.
She slapped the shit out of me
and my face was red.
She told the hore” Get dress get your shit
and get out”
Then looked at me and said “We need to talk!”
Now I know how a mouse feel next to a hawk
becuase I was going to be eaten alive.
But at least I got some sex before I died.
Wished I would of busted  a nut though.
The hore asked me ” Is that your wife?”
I said “No that’s my mom and this is her bed?”
She said “I thought this was your own apartment
you dishonest piece of shit”
She got dressed real quick
and just before she dipped
She looked back and said
” By the way, step your game up
you gotta little ass dick”
I said” Why you gotta be so loud you
stupid bitch?”

To my female followers reading, I don’t mean any disrespect saying the word b*tch

This is only a poem and I have never called a woman a b*th. This is only a poem. If anybody got offended I apologize.