right slam

right now right then right now motherfucker you traded their  love for the needle in your arm your thigh traded that love like no other that love in your daughter’s eyes for the needle that meant more to you than them than us than anything else you weakassed pathetic piece of shit you ran away ripped us off lost everything for us then kept lying and kept walkin right back into the tar the spoon the needle the life of poppy dreams lost your art your painting your family and missed their lives their love their lives and who they grew into these incredible humans  in spite of your abandonment of them and oh yeah

i’m still pissed off about it

twelve years later

this raw rage emerges

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About lindalou5150

as exercise or exorcism, i write...for the eyes of others, for my eyes and heart only, for the love and the rage, i write...to release the gamut of emotion...to tell the truth and say what's often thought but not written...
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One Response to right slam

  1. I feel this one in the ribs.

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