He Wont Give Me A Break

He Wont Give Me A Break

by Khari D. Hawke

He won’t give me a break 
‘Because I’m inquisitive 
And think questionnaires in a gap of time 
To a already pressured mind 
Frustrated, being read wrong 
All because I feel the need to be informed 
Breed from a cop 
It must make sense 
Seeing me in her 
Off top 
Bedded special trademark CONFIRMED 
He won’t give me a break 
‘Cause of the ones before me 
Non-sincere ingrates fished in from some 
Filthy Alcatrashsic Island cross seas 
I hate the fact he’d even compare them to me 
When I’d think my interactions with others 
Would shed some light on who I am truly 
Instead of this sneaky, insecure, twofaced 
Wilder beast he’s pictured me to be 
He won’t give me a break 
Our humor is a clash 
But opposites attract 
He like only ass 
What a pill to swallow but NOTHING to by pass 
Giving love freely wasn’t a problem 
Being sexually combated couldn’t solve it 
Single loving became too great 
Probably made him doubt his place 
Even though I may feel it makes sense in its actions 
Problem lied within me and my attractions 
Trades of my excitement dripped in syrup 
Only if he knew to me 
Aint shit like him 
He won’t give me a break 
‘Cause the touch that once was 
Isn’t 
And the comfy home has been split 
I did my part and was me 
Truthfully naked and it aint it 
Now having to realize that he will leave soon 
And won’t give a shit 
While I’ll be sick bootz 
Crying calling my friend saying…. 
“bitch…. 
What didn’t I do? I love him. Wasn’t that enough? 
I tried to fix it.” 
He won’t give me a break 
But how much more Lord can I take?