Attached with a disconnection.

Pain is just a friend I'm all too familiar with.

It's been glued to my hip as long as I can remember it.

It wakes me up in the wee hours in the middle of the night,

With my heart pounding so hard, like a passenger on his first flight.

Mom says everyday it will get easier and the pain will subside,

It’s been 3 years, 28 days, and pain still wants to ride.

God I need your blood to cover me, so this pain can pass by.

My heart is still healing from all the web of lies,

This n***a probly never thinks of me

When he lye down in his bed of lies.

I had a dream of him being with somebody else,

 I had a dream of him really loving somebody else.

Giving his body away to somebody other than me.

I'm crying because of my dream is unfolding right in front of me.

Why is my spirit still attached to his?

Why do I continue to ask questions like this is a new pop quiz?

With him I always knew some day it would come to this.

Ignorant, stupid, but my heart must acquit.