You need to check your house built on
Lies, beer cans, and bottles of whiskey.
Before blaming anyone else
For what he did.
My rage boils over the top
Learning it wasn't just me he destroyed.
I can't face him but I want to release the rage.
I smash my fist into a wall.
I feel brick break into my hand
Tears slide down my face.
And the skin on my knuckles rips and tears.
I pound the wall again and again.
By now the wall is slick with blood
And my hands are swollen and bruised.
But I still keep going
Knowing I should've stopped by now
I want this pain.
Its feels like I can control it.
I can dish it to myself
I don't have to take it from him.
If you follow the lies
You say the byes.
The heat of the moment
Its all a lie.
It wasn't consensual
It was like I wasn't intellectual.
I regret this action
It has impaction.
