My body will not please you.
My mind will not sharpen you.
My time will not pass for you.
My empathy will not understand you.
My intelligence will not challenge you.
My humility will not chase you.
My comfort will not soothe you.
My grace will not soften for you.
My forgiveness will not repair this with you.
My wisdom will not elevate you.
My conversation will not stimulate you.
My prayers will not cover you.
My awareness will not extend to you.
My presence will not entertain you.
My love will not see the best in you.
Never.
Ever.
Again.
You exceeded my capacity and my generosity.
Finally.
Access is denied.
Finally.
In perpetuity,
This is finally done.
With self-respect,
LeKechia Lyshell
