Jerk

I wrote this for a jerk ^.^

You waste of time, you waste of rhyme. 

Deep down inside, your filled with slime. 

I knew I should have given up from the start. 

But silly me listened to my heart. 

Logic told me you were a shoddy choice,

But I listened to the one with the stronger voice. 

Now I lay down my affection in desolate shatter.

Your discretion is missing. Did it ever matter?

You knew from the beginning what you wanted to achieve. 

Now you vanish from sight and im left here to grieve. 

Because I had ever so lightly declined,

You decided to pack up and leave me for blind. 

Now I see the true meaning of one night stand.

You fling yourself freely like a rubber-band. 

But hunny one day your elastic will break, 

And no one will want you, they'll refuse to take.

Your head grew big with the idea of fame,

When in reality no one even knows your name.

You tossed aside the ones who, for you, were good,

All so you could satisfy that tiny wood. 

Your eyes will awaken and you'll realize whats missing. 

All cause you wasted your entire time kissing. 

So enjoy the fling till the final point.

You will realize all the people that you disappoint. 

Reviews

[Melanie Genevieve]

woah BAM :) I really enjoyed this

[The Nude Writer]

Great job keeping the rhyme :) wonderful poem :)

[soliloquy]

the line below is excellent! I'm impressed.

"Now I lay down my affection in desolate shatter. Your discretion is missing. Did it ever matter?"

[Brianaswriting]

I understand this perfectly great!

[Potter]

This is an excellent poem. Nuff said...

[Pól]

Go girl. Like the line about him tossing people aside; yes, he was obviously a complete tosser
Don't worry about rhyming all the time-it will stifle your talent

[Emrick]

What goes around comes around is a true saying. dont curse those who hurt you coz God has somethin good in store for them.

[EMF]

Oh...this is sweet. A razors edge that counterpoints your love poetry wonderfully. Sharp, bitter and filled with angry venom, but also a wonderfully well written poem with a perfect beat and flow to it. I've just seen you think you're not much of a writer...You're wrong. YOu're a bloody good one.

[Dez H.]

Oh s**t who ever that jerk is I wouldn't want to be in his shoes when he was in your head. Good poems I can tell you do it from the heart. Keep that s**t up ms lady and i'll be a fan of yours for a long time.