Goodbye My Lover

Blonde-headed boy

pretending to be so coy

Lurking for mere affection

Love, I have a curious question!

"why keep the bloody scars

breaking your heart

splitting your own world , apart?"

Blood stains on the wooden nightstand

I hear the pops, from gripping your bruises hand

 I notice the misleading twiddle

and yes, I spotted the dirty needle

you lie to my face

"I have no injection!

I'm acting like this, is from your rejection!"

(I smirk at his bullocks)

Blonde-headed boy

pretending to be so coy

You keep living in the past

Will this addiction last?

Go by fast?

The swing you screwed , was so half-assed

Disappoint fills you!

I know you feel hurt

(so do I)

washing your body with soap however you spot darkened dirt

Why not pick up the bloody phone?

 leaving me alone

to live on my own

You would have been a great father, Maybe

calling your daughter , my princess or baby .

Pray that the coffin is soft and kind

such a silk like that , is hard to find.

Reviews

[Saddam]

Why not pick up the bloody phone?
leaving me alone
to live on my own.

A really enjoyable piece. much praised your view. great write and also read.

[Cami Rosseau]

I really enjoyed reading this work. It was a nice use of words. I did paint a picture in my mind as if i was speaking to somebody. I can't wait to read more!

[Sami Khalil]

Whoa. A powerful rant and rave...Excellent...:).............

[Coyote Poetry]

Amazing use of words. A complete story using short statements leading to the logical ending. I like the visions and thoughts create by the your words. I believe in old Karma. Liars and users pay for their deeds and sins in the end.
"You keep living how you got so hurt
washing your body with soap yet you spot darkened dirt"
The above lines are true. Can't clean away the dirt of a wasted life. Thank you for sharing the excellent poetry.
Coyote