I no longer wanna hide
Behind my ego and my pride
Releasing all the pain I feel inside
Tossing and turning
So I must divide.
See Lorraine & her love, Joe
I wish they learned how to let go
Of their toxic ways
& Man it showed
Detached from their roles
Inevitably moving slow.
Eventually Joe went on to rise
That was the beginning of our demise
I thought Lorraine was always the prize
But she was empty
Not even tryna hide.
Her priorities were out of place
Sometimes she would smack me in the face
For deadbeat men she wanted to chase
To fill herself
Lost in outer space.
Almost a decade now,
& Nothing has changed
It’s still, the same
Victimized Lorraine.
On the sideline
So hard to contain
Reliving suppressed trauma
Wrecking my brain.
I thought Lorraine was a model
Shook, it was a hard pillow to swallow
Aware that she was not the type to follow
Stuck in the 90’s her life so shallow.
Invading all of my things
Constantly pouring salt upon my dreams
If it’s not for her
She’s cold and mean
How could she ever do some of those things?
She left me to defend my innocent soul
Lost in the sauce
Out of control
Until Beloved grabbed a hold
At 27 years of age, she started to mold.
Constantly playing the victim
Ignoring all of the symptoms
Finally dancing to my own rhythm
Redesigning my family prism.
Shattering the image that I was
So upset all because
She knew exactly who she was
She was the first person, I learned to not trust.
So when they speak on how I became
I beg that they don’t applaud Lorraine
In person and online she is not the same
Rose to awareness on my own
& I can only thank Ms. Lorraine.
