Life has shown me that we try not to be stuck on repeat or breaking the same old ground...
But yes I must admit when I was younger I thought I knew everything and that I was always right no matter even when I was wrong...
And I seem that I cannot make my kid's understand this...
In their eyes I will the woman who gave them life while they think and say I haven't been their for them or done shit for them when that is a lie....
But the more I run like the villain that's playing the role of their mom which they'll never claim...
Why hate me?
Why not try loving me like I love you!?
Why keep on hurting me?
And that's why I wish that the world would freaking end or the zombie apocalypse would start because I would be the first mother fucker out banging head's taking out my frustrations on them instead y'all...
But I run-run away but my past follows me like an old addict pushing that needle in their arm waiting for the high of the drug to kick in like sipping on moonshine...
And while I'm breaking the same old ground like the civil war soldier fighting the unstoppable war reenactment like reincarnation of a past lived life before this one...
So please will someone please tell me what to do from rebreaking the same old ground....
In this old freaking town...
While I'm feeling like Kathy's clown that's dying upon this ground...
That only wants your love but that's a wish that will never be like Harry Potter singing a ding-dong song without the melodies and the rhythmic beats playing like Marilyn Manson and his song the beautiful people....
That plays like the same old breaking ground song that plays life long inside of my head like my other personalities whispering it will not be long until you are dead and gone...
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