The impervious notion…

Frankly speaking, there is no recourse.
we continue to go with the flow, but
this feels lost.
No boundaries were put up,
And as a result, no standard was enforced.

I woke up realizing I yearn stability.
Yet the one I desire has this inability
He can’t show me how to be properly treated,
And I believe his past failed attempts are the causality.

I lay here dissecting the occurrences trying to articulate,
Then the smoke clears and I can firmly date
The last time I felt like this and I wasn’t saved from the sting it brought,
I was gently placed back on the bookshelf where a novelist could create.

You lay here telling me things I know aren’t congruent to my values.
Yet I yearn a love so deep a psychic couldn’t interpret it in eves bayou.
I need to hold on to my truths; my perception is my reality.
So in essence I have to finally throw in the towel.

There’s strength in knowing what you can and cannot put up with.
I cant have my offspring seeing mommy being treated like shit.
What example would I be then, they’ll just be another statistic.
I’m no ones fragmentation of being someone’s one/ tenth.

So smarter decisions must be forthright to what’s right.
And even though your a beautiful soul, I obviously lost sight,
As to why the reason the queen is here to protect her king.
Because the king know she’s here to keep things undeniably tight.

So it’s about that time to finally be crowned.
I can’t wait for your actions to catch up with your words that are loud.
My heart is designed to be soundproofed and it pumps the impervious notion that of a musician..
And the next gig is perhaps somewhere got of town.

I say that to say you mean well but I’m here to excel.
your indistinguishable punch lines are very hard to tell.
So let me know or please let me go,
Because baby if you can send me to heaven, why do I feel like hell?