| �Life sucks�
Shit, I really don�t know what to say, I try to tell myself I just don�t care, but I am only lying to myself, anyone who knows me knows my heart, and knows that I am easily hurt because of it, I keep meeting women that have no heart, or it seems as if they don�t, they use me and use me and then cheat and leave, They get what they want and go it seems, Is the new motto of women these days, the pain I feel each and every time, never seems to get any easier, and yet I keep searching and trying, meet a new woman and treat her the best I know how, sit back and watch the lies and cheating begin, attempt to treat her better if I can, as if its my fault she is unfaithful, as if it is my fault she lies, but try as I might I never succeed, because sooner or later she is gone, and I am back to looking for the next woman, to lie to me and cheat on me, and break my heart again, again I say I thought it would get easier, and it would not hurt quite so much, to have the same things done, by a new woman as was done by the last, but it does not get any easier, it just becomes familiar, ahhhh! that pain again, like a long lost friend, returned to taunt me, to tell me I am not aloud happiness, to remind me of my failures once again. I wish I could die, I wish I could give up on love and life, I wish I could die, I wish I were dead..... Author: K Ball 11-27-04 |
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