My dearest life I want you no more
Pack up your drama and go to the door
You don’t play fair which most people claim
But me I’m all done with your unjust games
You take all you want with no prize in return
Causing the unexpected with every new turn
Roll with the punches is what iv been told
But the ground that I fall to is becoming quite cold
When things seem to start to be going my way
In comes you causing a fray
All your twists and theatrics causing a wreck
Which is why Iv decided to make you jump the deck
So yes dear life get out of mine please
Without you it should be a nice steady breeze
No cliffs or sudden mountains I’m forced to climb
Goodbye my cruel friend I’ll be in my prime
11 pm poetry 