Diary of a mad black woman

This is me kicked to the curb 
Pushed in a corner
lesson learned 
Should have pulled the lever
Sick, I have a fever
My heart was compromised 
Anger persists, I hold my breath
In hopes that it ends in death
Because of the lies upon lies
And you walked off, you left
Time to take the next step
A voice within, made me scream
And told me to never let you win