[Flow]

Been together forever, a fierce bond I'll never truely sever
But however I try and endeavour to tell her I only ever depress her
Always called the aggressor but sometimes I think an do consider
Maybe I'm not the trigger thats the reason that we bicker
in the mirror reflection I figure it's not me who needs correction
Not deflection but perhaps i am just a victim of her projection?
Even her teasing affection leaves me with a feeling of rejection
Always back handed compliments cus passive aggression is her weapon
Putting me down until I feel like I'm drowning under the pressure
I try to stand up an be better til my oppressor voices her displeasure
Cus Gaslighting shit, I don't even remember the night we were fighting
friends would tell me shes the bitch but a sight of them is as likely as a strike of lightning
Her grip is tightening I feel like im walking a tight rope, I'm fuckin broke
So scared to trip up so I swallow all my heavy words until I choke
The shape of her hearts a concavity an her beauty keeps me grounded like gravity
Actually her love been weighing me down for so long it's like a heart attack without the casualty
Infact it's practically a tragedy that I see my friends and family only in my fantasy
If she was Juliet on the balcony Romeo would be running away towards his sanity
The bitch embodies apathy a personification of her calmity
Infact this is the will I needed to finally escape her twisted brutality
I muster the strength...
with out fluster I rise up for fresh air thats no longer out of my depth
Able to breathe now I've finally left..
Cus love smells of roses but abuse has a sodden an rotten stench
Head above water but the chain on my leg pulls again
But Im not alone now and I can share the burden of this weight with my friends
Shed kept us apart for a reason, no wonder it took me so long to leave
Cus over the seasons my personality had been siezed an strategically unweaved
Cus the abuse I'd recieved made me perceive that I was a weakling
Who didn't deserve anyone an any doubts or self belief would be religiously beaten
But my friends an family are with me now I can remember who I am
They pick me up above the water level and help me back to land
Sometimes I throw stones back out to sea and try to understand
How did I ever let that bitch steal the beast from this man