At this point...

at what point,
when your kindness is taken for weakness,
shall the ties of accessibility be broken?
when do decide that enough is enough?

at what point?
at what point?

alternative motives have serverd there twisted purpose
to munipulate the most vulnerable aspects of my being.
my stomach churns in disgust...at the way the world operates.

oh what a world
oh what a simple world.

coniving fascades,
aided by stretched agendas,
take away the faith and validity of what we have built.
an empire, structured on the truths that we both have shared,
praised and exalted...until we reached this point.
a point of exhaustion
a bitter point of fatigue
a point where your brand of bull ****is no longer honored here.

oh what a shame
oh what a damn shame

so having reached this point
and having discovered that your cross is bear, fake.
i will no longer praise your sky
i will no longer exalt your worth.
for i am cutting the ties today
show and tell is over
munipulation is definitely over
your access has been denied
because this feeling is beyond a boiling point
its a raw compalation of frustration, humiliation, and degredation
that i will not
and shall not entertain
at this point.

-stanley byrd