My First Everything

The truth shall set us free

Getting up I began to pray and think.
Getting up I began to have regrets so overwhelming it trembled me furiously.
Having her be with someone else made me envious.
Her not really wanting to be with her, made her trapped within a evil world comparing to a blessing.
"Leave me alone, get out of me" is what shattered our hearts tremendously.
I didn't want her to leave me, because my heart is telling me, "She's the one" when I knew deep down, she really wasn't.
She was somebody that caught me at my weak moment.
So thirsty and hungry for love, I just didn't care.
I made excuses for her short comings and that's when we began to fall slowly.
She started to show her true colors when she was in pain on her minstrel cycle.
She said, "Shut the fuck up you porch monkey, your not here so it's not going to be okay"
My glances became furious but I didn't say anything...
I knew it was that time to leave.
She opened my eyes up to how she really felt about me and not only me but us "African Americans"...