The Rant- Tuesday's Poetry in Motion- No Looking Back

No Looking Back

It's over, it's over, I will not let you back in. Your clothes are on the neighbor's side lawn, being blown by high winds.

It's over, it's over, I will not let you back in. Hurry up and write that check out to cash, so it can cover your last portion of the rent. No excuses are needed now, cause you didn't need them back then. Make haste and get the rest of your things, from out of my basement before they become fuel to the fire in a tin. Giving warmth to others, who don't have a home to be comfortable in.

It's over, it's over, I will not let you back in. You were never my soul mate, that was a lie, just a means to an end. I don't see myself with you, or having you pack up your clothes and move in. There's no more space in my heart for sorry-ass men. No more renting a space in my brain, while you slaughter my soul from within.

It's over, it's over you haven't been invited in. Stay in your lane this is about you and the home girl from around the bend. Close your mouth, because I followed you and snapped pictures of you kissing your friend. That's fine with me, cause you're not welcome back in. Into my home, work, or neighborhood, because I can't dictate what may happen if they found out your life ain't worth paying the reaper named Grim.

It's over, it's over, I won't ever let you back in. I've come to terms with being alone because I know there is so much more in life that I've come to comprehend.

It's over, it's over, cause my life is on the mend, and being around you is no longer a healthy mental trend. It's time to take a look at yourself and clean out the deep disgusting soul that's within.

N.