She was supposed to be there to protect me
But her negative words continue to dissect me
It’s like she was the ball
That wanted to wreck me
Out of all the cards
She continued to deck me
So how can I feel love from the core
When her love has always been cold
I need not more
Made me feel insecure
When I was so sure
I continued to be sick
& She withheld the cure
Like the jealousy was deep
She was so toxic
Her energy made me weak
& I absolutely hate how down she speaks
Because she is lacking so many things
& She cannot compete
So I release the attachment
Karmically
I’m happy it happened
I’ve just increased my mental traction
But I had to grow fast
Because I was going to be killed by the action of Miss Jackson.
Great poem. We all had a Miss Jackson in our life.
To get wrecked or to get stronger was up to us.
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& It only made me solid. ❤️ Thank you!
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You’re a beast. I would love to hear you live one day. Keep leveling up Queen👑🔥
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Thank you! Coming soon!
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