a nightmare

You said, you love how the lovers love

The way they say, “you’re mine”

But, you aren’t sure if their words are true

Or maybe it’s just a second hand

but, For you it’s wonderful, it feels like heaven,

Perfect!



You said,

“he got good butt, clean nails”

you stare above and said

“this is the way I like it”

but,

sometimes, lovers love is a nightmare

sometimes, it hurts when they say “goodbye”

hurts to be ignored

it’s not fair.



Sometimes, lovers love is a nightmare

Just a waste of time

Hell..



1/24/03

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owlcrkbrg's picture

This poem is good. Haunting. Real. Almost scary. I can respect that. I'm 55 years old. Are you young? Have a great day, evening, morning, rainbow--whatever, kid.


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