The Pain,
The Pain,
The Pain,
Of life.
How miserable I've been since the rain,
The rain that also divorced me and my wife.
The pain I'm in the excruciating agony,
I might as well write a song of pure ebony.
Ebony, stands for the darkness in my soul.
While now I'm in a place with a stripper on a pole.
You can guess well at where I'm at.
And I am or was quite a cool cat.
Hitting the bars,
Hanging with broods.
Keying many cars.
Beating others with rods.
The single life is sweet,
But depressing.
And I can't tap my famous beat,
Because my love for my wife is what I'm busy repressing.
How I miss her so much,
With the deepness of my soul.
It's a danger of the such,
It's like dangerous waves are the mental state of my mind and their normal roll.
Oh, the horror of it all,
I just want to curl up into a ball.
Kill me now,
I've had my share of pain and bad memories,
Oh God wow,
What the ******** have you put me through.
Torture you say?
You sadistic acrazed mystery.
I am now in some shut down old factories.
That's my way?
And I'll make history!
So at least she will like me for something,
Like good old fame.
So she'll reconsider tthrowing down that ring,
Oh what shame!
Well see ya never, ever again.
And don't ask why,
Please find my note written by that blood-soaked feather pen,
And now friend, you heard the reason why, so now Goodbye!
There's my poem, now where's yours? Please do post one of your poems here. It's a book of written pages of poems. For this is a place for your poems. So put your poems here!
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