November 27, 2005
Out The Door

This is ridiculous,
What’s with this?
Where the hell did I go wrong,
And why can’t I be strong?
I was abused
When my feelings should have been used
To make someone’s smile
Go for them a mile.
I should have been treated
With respect and not beaten.
I know my own worth
That I shouldn’t be cursed
With these broken thoughts
And my love that was bought.
I he promised to cherish
And not to let perish.
I he lied to and what’s more,
Promised he wouldn’t walk out the door.
Such is love and all it’s ways,
To forever haunt all my days.