Bat shit crazy
Over the top
I begged and I pleaded
But,  you wouldn’t stop.

Looking for trouble
Picking a fight
The incessant probing
The need to be right.

Seeking attention
The center spotlight
Constant assurance
Never forthright.

A hidden agenda
Your menacing greed
You’ll do anything
To get what you need.

Under the bus
Straight into hell
I found myself
I tripped and I fell.

The smile on your face
That scathing grin
At any cost
You plan to win.

Bat shit crazy
Over the top
I can beg,  I can plead
But, you’ll never stop.


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Author: Patty Richardson

Writer: Film scripts, poetry, short stories.

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