Not another sad poem, I’m sick of writing sad poems <br />Poems of heartbreak and deceit <br />Poems in which I’m emotionally set on fire <br />And my under garments are drenched in gasoline <br /> <br />I feel so unloved even by the refuse extracted from men <br />It’s like I walk around cologne smelling of vomit <br />I’ve washed my skin from the paint that makes me a toy <br />But I foretold you hurting me like Nostradamus <br /> <br />I always felt like I was in love with someone <br />But that’s not what the movies and books chose <br />I had no choice but to gaze into the stars <br />And think of asking you is this the way love goes <br /> <br />Please God in the Heavens not another sad poem <br />Please strike this pen from me and turn it happy <br />Please lord of all men and lord of the skies <br />Take your mighty celestial hand and slap me <br /> <br />Right before my eyes I envision you leaving me <br />All for him on the hoppy revival holiday <br />You know I tried to ease her Sunday <br />But I knew that soon we’d just fall away <br /> <br />I wish I could sue fairy tales for fraud <br />Because there’s never a happy ending <br />I studied Cinderella and Sleeping beauty <br />And I should sue for the time I’m spending <br /> <br />Maybe it’s because they were girls or something <br />But I thought maybe they’d be for every gender <br />I hoped I could at least be Prince Charming <br />And I be granted a hand that I could lend her <br /> <br />Constantly heard leave them girls alone <br />But that’s what my biological dad say <br />Maybe I should’ve heeded his warning <br />Cause now I’ve lost the will to live like Padma<br /><br />Corey Threet<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/lost-the-will-to-live-c-4-19-09/
