Mar 30 2010

Don’t Count On Me

Published by at 7:13 pm under Poetry


I clench my teeth in search of reason
I bite my lip and devour treason
I let you go…it must be the season
Apparently, I throw away boys after I tease them

 

My best friend knows me all too well
I swallow my pride at the stories he tells
I admire the drinks of choice that line every shelf
Then after I’m done – I toss them before love sells

 

Everyone tends to have a short shelf life
It is my very actions that I continuously despise
Don’t wait for me, and your foreseeable demise
I walk away from nice and create a dose of strife

 

I tend to wait for the ultimate perfection
To arrive in my radar for constant detection
So that he can walk away from our connection
My time will come where he will hold all deception

 

Leaving me high and dry is bound to occur
I know someone will let my heart inter
I have embedded in others too many splinters
For a higher power to not ultimately concur

 

I need to be fucked over
Given a taste of my own medicine
Leaving a foul-tasting odor
To make me realize the mess I’m in…

 

…Or, at least, the mess I’ve caused
After all, I’m the only one at fault
Fuck me, and my indecision, which stands so tall
I anticipate by inevitable yet brutal fall

 

I deserve it, though I will surely curve away from it
I’ll glide by and ignore all absurd, bottomless pits
Though I know I need to be served a sure handful of shit
I have come to realize I’m perturbed; this is the only shoe that fits

About to explode with misery and grief...

About to explode with misery and grief...


It hurts when it's split right down the middle, doesn't it?

It hurts when it's split right down the middle, doesn't it?

I tried to fix it...I never mean to hurt anyone!!!

I tried to fix it...I never mean to hurt anyone!!!

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One Response to “Don’t Count On Me”

  1. Chachon 31 Mar 2010 at 3:10 pm

    roses are red, violets are blue, your poems are great! I love you!!!!

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