Let the Headline Scream


United States
34° 28' 24.5064" N, 97° 54' 56.556" W
United States
34° 28' 24.5064" N, 97° 54' 56.556" W

Life so calm like the wind in the night sky
I’m steady chilling cos life has new meaning
No worries enough to sharpen
Then one day it happened
In a captivating Style, meant to demean
Let the music play, Allow the headline scream
So that it would appeal, let the noise go on
Doesn’t matter if it’s a lie
No one can pass this by
I thought it was done
But she had to come
A simple sit down, opened old wounds
To look at a face does not access how demanding
Write about me, let it be the truth
Let the headlines scream of what I could do
Allow it reek of what I did say
The passion must reside with consideration
Free me from your manipulations
Let it be justified, I mean the “hateration”
they do not care about the reprimanding
It’s their job, we should be used to it,
The price you pay, is filled with disdain.
Memories begin to spill again
Thought I was past this, that had no gain
It’s been like that
The headlines that created a problem that never existed
one too many lies they stayed consistent
I thought Life was predictable,
but now that was debatable.
The questions they ask, ring in my head
Why dint she stay, she could have sustained..its easy to say.
did she or didn’t she? Could she?
They continue, not minding the gravity of their actions
Afterall, its minor in their life’s faction
You choose your path in life, but can never predict those you chose to walk with.
Nobody is immune
It could have been you
I close this page with a lot to say
Hold my hand or let me be.
Allow my spirit to be free,
Allow me do the things you say
So your mouth can have a say
Beat your chest cos u were right
But till then, ill fight this fight
To them who started and those that continue
You wish for me to fall, so selfishly.
Who are you to judge, so carelessly
Running your mouth, incoherently.
I played them white walls
Within my four walls
I let the music play
My destiny, no longer to be delayed
We love you, let it go
I think I have but that is a side apart
Though I move far I think of the start
The situations that created this day,
the headlines that brought about the pain
Because blood runs through my veins.
I choose to be strong
To rise above the malice
At last I’m free
As you can see
I have a voice
You have no choice
But to listen, so listen attentively
And to choose decisively
Where you stand abundantly.
You either live for the truth
Or continue to walk with lies
Remembering, the end will always justifies..


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