I had a wife.
She was my life,
But it was a time filled with toil and strife.
I loved her dear.
And without fear.
Then came the day to shed a tear.
She asked to move on,
She told me not to miss her when she was gone.
It felt like my heart was staked to the lawn.
I fought.
But her love couldn’t be bought.
So I gave in and accepted my lot.
One thing in life I’ve been shown.
All my relationships have been blown,
And I am meant to be alone.



I’ve Got a Girl

I’ve got a girl,
Who makes my heart unfurl,
My emotions, she makes twirl,
This very special girl.

She’s cute as a kitten,
So sexy it can’t be written,
I’d find it very fitting,
If next to me she were sitting.

She is spicy as cinnamon butter,
She doesn’t fill her mind with useless clutter,
She is always good to me,
And who I am she tries to see.

I want to explore her mind,
And see all there is to find.
We seem to fit like a hand and glove.
So this is what some call love.


To My Ex: I Wish You Well

Ex, you silly girl.
You set my head a’whirl.
I never knew what to do with you.
And I think you knew so too.

I pity you now I see your life.
Though I’m glad I didn’t make you wife.
For you everything has turned out sad,
Because your choices were all so bad.

I still love you from afar,
I know that seems bazar.
I would never take you back,
But I hope you gain all you lack.

I hope you find contentment,
And learn to give up fruitless resentment.
I hope that monster gets off your back,
So you get your life back on track.

I hope you start to eat again,
And don’t die from being sickly thin.
And whatever haunts you and makes you act out,
That you find a way to make it take route.

So your life could be lived in peace,
And your self destruction would finally cease.
So you can salvage what’s left of life,
And finally be free from your strife.


Fake World

All around me I see glitter,
And people who smile and titter.
But I’m not sure what to make,
Of these people so blatantly fake.

I’m sick of this facade.
It’s nothing more than a charade.
I see the sweet life on Instagram,
And know its nothing but a sham.

All I can think when I look at Pinterest,
Is of lonely people trying to gain the interest,
Of others and thus their approval.
They some how think this will result in the removal,

Of the loneliness they feel.
On this same subject I have to ask what is the deal,
Regarding the value they put in a Facebook friend,
Of which they have thousands who are like chaff before the wind?

Not one of these ‘friends’ is really known,
And these people are still alone.
It is merely an illusion,
They create to hide the seclusion,

Which they retreat further into everyday.
This can be seen by the way,
They are too lazy to stand face to face,
With people and have the normal interactions that are the base,

Of genuine friendship and of being sincere.
Instead they let simple fear,
That they will have to face communal rejection,
Poison the way they see their own reflection.

~ IV