So here's another about heart break, brought to you by me.
Sunshine, lollipops
And rainbows,
Everything that’s wonderful
Is how I feel when we’re together.
I can hear luck laughin’
I used to be optimistic…..
What the fuck happened?
Stuck in this life
Without a buck or a bite
Stuck and I’m like
“What the fuck happened?”
There’s a hole in the dam!
But tell me who’s gonna care?
Not the dudes with affairs
Or this loser who stares
With a full head of hair
Whose stupid and losin’ his cares
Damn, I hate boyfriends,
So here’s another about heart break
Brought to you by me
But often, you see,
I lie through my teeth
And it’s really causing me grief.
Silly us,
Let’s get serious
And I apologise
If you hear me cuss
But really just,
It’s really just
And I’m feeling accustomed
To searing puss.
Black ink for red blood:
I put all the words that burn
And hurt the worst
In verse, I thirst
And give birth to inverse
Quirks with no perks
Either that or
Whatever works.
I’m a non-composed fool,
Falling for women
I know I’m not supposed to.
I'll write it in notes too,
Sitting atop a toadstool
Like all the gnomes do
With thoughts like,
“Don’t let’em control you,
You old fool,
You so lose.”
Now picture that.
Giving
But not giving back,
Just picture that,
I come spiraling down
Like a ziggurat.
Just picture that,
Bipolar like,
“I’m glad I’m alive
And I wish I were dead”.
But the wishes were spent
On vicious regret
Wishin’ you could
Push in reset.
Black ink for white lies:
See, a vulture
Isn’t supposed
To bag himself a phoenix
So pack your self esteem and
Put it past your feelings
The past is appealing
But it’ll never come again
So instead
I’ll play death
At a game of chess.
Take your bets
And wait for breath
But I’m just a major pest
With no way to vent.
Designed to fail,
I wish I never took a peak
Behind that veil
What I found was Hell.
I’m still trying to define myself,
Maybe it’s best I’m on my own
I’ll still resign to
Welts, blistered feet,
And calloused hands
Make up this callous man
Whose morale is damned.
Imbalanced and
I can admit this,
Hell, I could never
Lie to the audience.
I’m an emotional cripple
Take me in my sleep
Apnea and cough syrup
A lost spirit
Who got lyrics
And robbed purists
Like lost tourists.
So, what’s my aim then?
Who to blame then?
In this play pen
When this pain ends?
Make sense?
I could explain
If you give me a second.
In return, I’ll let you take ten.
Why wait?
Just seal my fate
But careful while doing so,
I just may feint.
I’ve been asked why my poems
Are so depressing.
I responded with a
“Life aint full of
Sunshine, lollipops
And rainbows,
Everything that’s wonderful
Is how I feel when we’re together."
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