JeZeBeL

[SHEIZSORED]

How I would have seen.
What used to seem ok to me is not the same today.
Not at all.
Not in any way.
I am here yet presently in an idle state.
The JezEBeL in me. Continuously.
Wants to play like she did back in the days.
Still, I can't continue in this escape.
Not looking for specifics because I have yet
to truly understand myself and my plan.
Instead, I rely on so-called friends who never really are.
B4 I blink, they're cast away far and deep in my mind.
Filling the time with shallow and vague conversations,
Awkward moments and kisses;
And sex that I almost always regret.
Leave me feeling sad, angry and upset.
Pissed off @ myself for being so weak.
For allowing the Jezebel in me to peak.. and reappear.
WE BOTH STILL CANT B HERE CAUSE THROUGHOUT THE YEARS,
I HAVE GROWN. AND AIN'T NOWAY IN HELL THAT I'M SHARING MY THRONE.
Especially, with JeZeBeL.
Ms. Never really knows them that well.
It's kind of like she sells herself.
Only not 4 white faces on green paper or any other type of wealth.
She gives it up for affection by which seldom received.
Gets down on her knees if only to please...
A random special friend whos talk was just a bit sweet.
Yet, when it's all said and done and she's through with being a freak.
The bitch decides to retreat.
And leaves me.
Here with all this heat. In between my legs.
Embarasment burning on my face.
And in my mind, I am bad.
So, I punish myself 4 the times I've had.
This cycle of my life has gone raving mad.
I might only have 1 chance to change that.
So.
"f*ck U JEZEBEL, MAY I CALL U JAY?
MAY I CALL U A CAB SO U CAN GO AWAY?
CAUSE IM CASTING UR ASS FAR FROM MY SPACE;
WITH EVERYTHING ABOUT UR DISGUSTING TASTE".
Suddenly, she is see through to me as I once was. Now I see.
But enough about her, she will not beat me.
This is my life and I will be set free.
I, owner of hundreds of beautiful poems.
One who dreams of a beautiful home.
Somewhere remote where my horses can roam;
and I can write 4 ever.
I am everything inside me once wholesome and good.
Everything I lost and everything I should have gained.
I am everything I set out for.
Everything I wish to be.
And amongst all the confusion and fear.
I must have been crazy to allow her to punk me.
But I am done. I have learned and this is my tale...
Ladies and Gentleman,
Please give a warm round of applause.
Say farewell,
to JeZeBeL.

[West]

Flowed pretty well,had some nice expression and imagery,sorta poetic,liked the switch up later and the way u showed a louder tone...pretty inventive,wud be better with more solid rhyme scheme i feel,worth a read tho wud listen to the audio if u record.