Posted by Lemonaide on August 9, 2008, at 5:15:09
Some of you have seen the old one from a year ago, but I have changes it to include the current stuff.
Let me know what you think. I think writing is a good way for me to safely vent.
GOODBYE FREUDENSTINE.
Nothing is the same now that its personal not
professional.Denied feelings are as invasive as your yellow Trumpet Vine
Growing on your newly constructed backyard pergola.
Does she know who you think about when you nourish it?
Shared Super bowl birthdays, Sunburst racing, red tomatoes andWhipping out those orthotics while Grandma Moses looks away.
You even burned for me Isn't Life Strange,? Why? Because
Frozen gazes at the gym tell me what you want anyway.
You tried to hide your burning blush when IRemembered your birthday today.
But you used to be an admitted streaker,
You are not as opaque as you always say.
Your winking eyes, and snapping of towels,Would only confuse the boundries,
What the Hell?
My feelings are not your Rubik's cube.
She never cared about the world's largest music store.
I bet she'd care why you had the need to bring it up.
Does she know why your blueberry bush bears more blueberries?
But you did say what she didn't know wouldn't hurt her.
Seducing me as you tell me you ate that chocolate vagina,
Maybe this your new therapy technique,
But you should have acquired a supervisor,
I was nobody you should have tried to seek.
My dedicated solo was a good bye to you,Even if you didn't show, tough.
I wish I could hate you, times two.
I have trusted you enough.
You badmouthed me todayTo the one who really knows
The boundaries you have crossed,
You can't fool anyone, you lost.
You quit the gym, like a cowardYou are, you couldn't face your
Indiscretions, because the only
Balls you have are juggling ones.
I understand why you would be scared,You have your big ego to protect,
Your career, and probably your *ss,
But lawsuits are something I detest.
I offered you a chance to amend a year later,To fix the mess your created, but you had to
Have it your way, so writing this poem was
The only way to make my pain go away.
You told me you won't attend my funeral if I
Were to die today, that you didn't ever care.
But you lied to hurt me so abrupt,
So I fired your *ss, I have had enough.
This is no land of make believe.Remember the oath to do no harm?
Does that also apply to your wife as well?
Oh, yeah, you did tell me you are a very good
liar.
My only fault was learning to trust.Believing I was safe under your care,
But I made a big mistake leaving me pain to bare.
How could you even dare to even say you didn't care?
poster:Lemonaide
thread:845118
URL: http://www.dr-bob.org/babble/psycho/20080727/msgs/845118.html