Yet, poetry is all I have
You see, he stripped me of my dignity
Played me like a fiddle (for nothing more than a diddle)
Made me feel ridiculously small
Despite the fact that I'm ten-feet tall
He's not the first
And surely won't be the last
For, I am The Fool
(especially when it comes to a good-looking tool)
He felt like a message from above
A gift delivered on the wings of a dove
So, with one tiny feather I now must fly
Across a battered and bruised sky
My pen, it doth but weep
Whilst I do my best to find lost sleep
Tell me, Lord, are all men sheep?
And, when was I appointed Lil' Bo Peep???
The house grew dark today
A storm rushed in
And sheets of rain blurred the sky
As I struggled to make eloquent strides
In efforts to regain his heart
Though I'm not sure that's terribly smart
I can't help but wonder
*in the distance, the rolling of thunder*
If insecurity is the "why"
Behind inaction's dulcet cry
I guess I'll never fully understand
The desire to treat a person like a rubber band
There's no need to pretend its love
Even if you did fit like a glove
Unless, of course, it was...
And you just couldn't handle the buzz
You set me up to fail
When you decided to bail
A word of warning, dear heart
It takes two to tango, even when apart
Justice will rule the day
And in the end, we all must pay
Fair is fair and right is right
Regardless of how dirty you fight
Oh yes, I fell and fell hard
But I guess it wasn't in the cards
Alone I am and alone I'll stay
Until I get my "one day"
Never settle for less than you're worth
For, when you do, there can be no mirth
I suppose "connections" can be predictable, tired and dull
*cue Hamlet holding an empty skull*
A Handmaid's Tale it seems to be
While Colin Kaepernick takes another knee
Anyone else spot that red flag?
Why is life such an awful drag???
Just once I'd like to see
Love make a bee-line straight for me...