Vinegar Love

An angst poem.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Vinegar Love

Your love is

Like vinegar.

It's bitter

To my tongue,

It burns my heart,

And it pickles

My soul.

 

Your promises

Are as empty

To me as my

Bank account

Was when you were

Finished with me.

 

To think that

I believed

That you could

Spend your

Life sharing good

Times with me,

Feeling happy

And secure. 

 

That is just

As crazy as

Believing that

You could

Spin a mountain

Of manure

Into a ship

Filled with gold.

 

My ability to trust

Has been depleted,

Since all of my hopes

And dreams of building

A family with you

Have been defeated.

 

Thank God your sperm

Never took me to carry

A baby full-term. 

 

Raising spawn from

You would be like

Learning to live my

Life with my brain

Full of worms.

 

Your head

Is so huge

So bald

And so ugly.

 

The view makes me

Laugh and

Smile so smugly.

 

Let's see who you

Find to take my place.

 

Poor girl,

After awhile

She will have no

Smile on her face.

 

For smiles,

You and your

Wretched family

Will surely erase.

 

So let me move on

As quickly as I can,

Only then

I might finally

Have a chance to

Meet a real man.

 

Goodbye my love.

It was you,

Who I cherished

For so many years.

 

No longer

Will I wait

Patiently for my

Life to appear.

 

Now my life

Will take off,

My dreams shall

Take place,

And my tears

Will dry up

Like your Mom's

Ugly face.

 

 

Reviews

[Norma M Sutton]

Strong and to the point.

[Robin]

'ell 'ath no fury ...

[The Analog Kid]

I had to laugh a few times. This is a cathartic rant:)

[Dream Weaver]

Whoa, I'm stunned! But it doesn't mean I don't love this piece Marie :)

[Matthew Kult]

Tell me how you really feel. Sounds like someone I would be involved with. An excellent write. I do hope you put an ice pick into his throat.

With Love,

Jaidyn