Police Code 273

My ex was the best

He tested my ego and drained me until I had nothing left

He put his arm through my body

& Shattered my chest

He was in love with my physical form

My round ass and perky breasts.

Oh man, I was so caught up in myself

Painting my own facade when my intuition knew best

Deep down I knew the truth but instead of right I went left

Allowed him to dictate my decisions

He knew nothing about me

But he always knew best.

& Then one day he turned

Grabbed my throat & the rest was a lesson learned

So fcking hard headed my life took a turn

Challenging my own womanhood

Karma was the only way for me to learn.

I packed my bags & left while he was gone

Three years of trouble all alone

Emotionally manipulation

I allowed him to do me wrong

Now the caged bird sings freely

I cannot wait until he hears this song.

By Orisha Sevyn

Divine Spirit | Mother | BS | MBA HR + PA | Spiritual Leader | Greetings! I am here to speak my truth & resonate w/ those who need a little Moore guidance. ๐Ÿฆ‹โœจ

Leave a Reply

%d bloggers like this: