BAD BOY SYNDROME 

My sickness for the bad boy has progressed to a dis-ease. I went from feeling protected and safe to afraid and stifled.

I went from cooking meals and catering to slave and whore.

I didn’t know that it would progress to communism.

I gave you what you deserved but you felt entitled.

You make a drug addiction saccharine worthy when your kisses are the only detox. 

Your pipe game left me mutilated.

I put up the white flag.

You have conquered and I have let go.

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One comment

  1. tpcsufian · September 1, 2015

    Wow that’s how i felt with my ex in a nutshell.

    Like

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