Burn Baby Burn....

Burn the bridge...light the match....leave it all behind.

The love...a lie....no love, no lust, no adoration, no emotion...

The best friend....a lie....the enemy within the camp cutting you off at the knees at every opportunity...in reality, your enemy...

The lover...God, what a joke...his pleasure not yours...no intimacy but what he found online...

The confidant...a lie...everything shared is stored away to use against you in the near future......

The partner, the boyfriend....a lie...they are everyones except yours. You occupy space...you provide a handy punching bag....a venting, screaming, yelling, abusive verbal barrage....

The sidekick buddy...relegated to the sidelines while the man who tells you he loves you moves on anything that walks, sways, blinks or breathes....under your nose and behind your back...what a beauty, what a prize.

The protector...the man you thought was your safe place turns out to be a pit full of vipers, full of poison slowly leaching away your humanity and your shining spirit...

Burn the Bridge, light the match...leave it all behind and find joy...find peace within; free of strife, free of rage, free of neglect and abandonment, free of fear, free of daily rejection....