Not another sad poem, I’m sick of writing sad poems
Poems of heartbreak and deceit
Poems in which I’m emotionally set on fire
And my under garments are drenched in gasoline
I feel so unloved even by the refuse extracted from men
It’s like I walk around cologne smelling of vomit
I’ve washed my skin from the paint that makes me a toy
But I foretold you hurting me like Nostradamus
I always felt like I was in love with someone
But that’s not what the movies and books chose
I had no choice but to gaze into the stars
And think of asking you is this the way love goes
Please God in the Heavens not another sad poem
Please strike this pen from me and turn it happy
Please lord of all men and lord of the skies
Take your mighty celestial hand and slap me
Right before my eyes I envision you leaving me
All for him on the hoppy revival holiday
You know I tried to ease her Sunday
But I knew that soon we’d just fall away
I wish I could sue fairy tales for fraud
Because there’s never a happy ending
I studied Cinderella and Sleeping beauty
And I should sue for the time I’m spending
Maybe it’s because they were girls or something
But I thought maybe they’d be for every gender
I hoped I could at least be Prince Charming
And I be granted a hand that I could lend her
Constantly heard leave them girls alone
But that’s what my biological dad say
Maybe I should’ve heeded his warning
Cause now I’ve lost the will to live like Padma
Corey Threet
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/lost-the-will-to-live-c-4-19-09/
