When you make me angry

I am not my best self

I want to call you names

and then I think of the hurt my words can cause

and I hold back

but you mister

Do you care as much?

Do you think about the hurt you might cause

by opening again that door

I think you wanted to feel desired again

used me like a tool

got your dick up

and your heart got in the mix too

You said you accepted you position

but you wanted to keep playing the fence

then I saw how emotionally connected we got,

I saw why your current chick is still there

She won't let me go, you say

as if you need permission

You are a grown man

she controls all the money

as if you cant go to the corner store and buy gum

I can't leave her, I'll be homeless

as if you don't already own a home

She'll hit my kid, she told me 

What the hell? Call the cops on this chick

another boundary crossed, don't tell me your problems

and paint yourself like a victim

Everything in your life your actions and thoughts have led you there

and you left me in the dust

so this chick was worth it, huh?

but I am the one, the one you left behind, the first born you left behind 

When you make me angry, it runs so deep

I feel rejected by you, and for how easy it was for you to leave.

Even in your brokenness with her, you still are making excuses why you can't leave