Shallow whether grave or shallow whether bone;
6 feet in a box is where you both belong.
© Delia Ross. 2020
I don’t like them, if that wasn’t obvious in the poem…
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TERMS YOU NEED TO STUDY / THEN GO NO CONTACT
TRIANGULATION, GASLIGHTING, LOVE BOMBING
These are common tools and tactics the narcissist will use to manipulate, confuse, and control you. GO NO CONTACT!
I know it hurts honey, I’m hurting too. But, they are incapable of real love. You gotta go no contact. There’s nothing you can do to change them. You can’t fix them. They are damned. Save yourself! Go NO CONTACT. NO LOOKING BACK!
Thistles and thorns
Broken forms
Tools and twats
Don’t mean alot
Here comes my storm
I will breach your shore
I will bring some more
I will settle the score
Should care if you rot
But I am not
I’ll speed up the clock
With a girl named glock
Just come to my block
I’ll show you how many feelings I’ve got
© Delia Ross. 2019
I’ve got a hand to fix
Just not any narcissist
Evil is just a name for truly sick
And so I gotta walk away from it
© Delia Ross. 2019
Physically, mentally, I’ve expelled you from my mind and heart. No regrets. How about you? I’ve got a door too. One, you’ll NEVER walk through.
It floods in like a tsunami, the anger
Red flags appear, and I’m calling danger
Don’t come at me like I am a stranger
Fighting enemies helps tame our nature
© Delia Ross. 2019
I SEE THROUGH YOU, DIFFICULT NOT TO FEEL A LITTLE BIT DISAPPOINTED AND PASSED OVER
I SAID I KNOW, HE KNOWS, I KNOW YOU’RE FUCKING SOMEONE ELSE
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Trust and you’ll be trusted
Says the liar to the fool
Lust and so what if you’re busted?
In love and war there ain’t no rules
Do you believe in forever?
I don’t even believe in tomorrow
The only things that last forever
Are memories and sorrow
Out of sight out of mind
The motto of betrayal
The prophets preach to forgive and forget
I’m sorry, but I am unable
You went to L’amour Saturday night
Red nails and lipstick dressed two sizes two tight
His tongue down your throat
His hand up your skirt
Yeah I’m a man
But it still hurts
Slut
Whore
Cunt
I know you’re fucking someone else
(He knows you’re fucking someone else)
You had cock on your mind
And cum on your breath
Inserted that diaphragm before you left
Practicing freelance gynecology
Where there’s a womb there’s a way
With you it’s for free
Slut
Whore
Cunt
I know you’re fucking someone else
(He knows you’re fucking someone else)
Done it before
Time after time
Refused to learn your lesson
Gave ’til it hurt
Thought it was right
Only fools make mistakes twice
So you sit home
Drinking alone
Empty bottle in your hand
Don’t even try
To sort out the lies
It’s worse to try to understand
You make me hate myself
I know you’re fucking someone else
(He knows you’re fucking someone else)
I SAID I KNOW YOU’RE FUCKING SOMEONE ELSE
LYRICS AND SONG BY TYPE O NEGATIVE
SHE’S A FUCKING LYING CUNT
Tears carve through my sorrow like ice
Cold was his method but precise
Wrong was my soul to sacrifice
Forgiveness an unreachable asking price
Deep is the evil lurking in his core
I’d rather go blind than read anymore
I’d rather go deaf than hear from his whore
I’d rather just die than walk through his door
He got the devil collecting every lie he creates
He got the girls falling for every bait
He got the truth covered by multiple gates
A predator for the young he lures and awaits
I fucking see through all of your masks
A predator, a monster, a narcissist, a liar wherever you bask
Years of denial if anyone were to ever ask
When it comes to being special you fail the task
© Delia Ross. 2019
Watch me grow
As I go
Watch me flow
The current of reason
Denial is so last season
You’re down the landslide
I can’t be by your side
It’s where my love died
The moment you told lies
You’re not mysterious
You are a landslide
A soul without conscience
Dead end roads on a fault line
Using your sickness to capsize
Maybe a standup guy by sunrise
Then again, this is real life
And you’ve got that on standby
Or maybe it best if you just drink a load of cyanide
I came, I seen, I saw you fall
With the landslide
I can’t be by your side
That’s where my love died
The moment your eyes lied
You were disqualified
You’re not mysterious
Monsters are easily identified
You’re just a living carcass
No matter, no fuss!
© Delia Ross. 2019
It can disappear as quickly as it can appear
I won’t even need to yell all clear
It only takes seconds for my heart to veer
I don’t need you in my atmosphere
I won’t even shed a tear
Only the worthy are allowed here
Feel free to harbor all your fear
You’ll soon find it’ll grow more severe
Your happiness fading each year
A bleak existence your only frontier
But I will never reappear
I bid you farewell my dear
© Delia Ross. 2019
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