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Why do the women I meet later make me feel unlovable?
Finding out that truth makes me unstable
It makes me feel this uncontrollable rage for the opposite ***
Just like that breakup I experienced thanks to my ex
Do I not deserve love?
Will I forever be alone when push comes to shove
It's heart wrenching to think I'll never be happy
I'll never have that someone that'll someday have my baby
Will I never have a beautiful wife to wed?
Just because the women of the world make me feel worthless and unwanted.
It's sad but this is truly what I'm thinking now. Will I ever find the woman just for me? I'm tired of feeling worthless.  Is there no woman here that actually loves me?  ****!
Why am I forced to say goodbye
Goodbye, to our friendship
Just cut like snip snip
Did our friendship mean nothing to you?
That you didn't hesitate to bid me adieu
Am I really this much of an annoyance?
That you won't give me a second chance.  
A chance to make things right
And not have this excruciating sight
Sight, view, whatever you want to call it
This image in my eyes of you pretty much pushing me down a dark pit.
The pain is just too much to bare
As if I'm stuck in a room with no air
I just don't understand what you are thinking
The joy of talking with you was a wonderful feeling
But now all that resides within me is sorrow, bitterness and confusion
Look at what you've done to me!!!
You've broken down a good man indefinitely.
**** it all!!
Look at how far you have made me fall
I don't think I'll ever recover from this
Will I ever feel that feeling of bliss?
Or will I be forced to wonder why?
Why, oh why was I forced to say goodbye?
Targeted at a former friend of mine named Giovanna Moreno. Gorgeous face and personality but with a heartless side that only few know about.
You
You
I am so lucky to have met you
Before you I was in a constant state of feeling blue
I love it when you call me by my name
It makes me show off and spit my game
Having you interested in me has made all the difference
I won't ever have to talk about my love life in past tense
I get to feel good about myself knowing you love me
And I'll always let you know that I love you too wholeheartedly
Expressing my love for you is something I'll always do
Because I want you to know just how much I have fallen in love with you.
And this one is about her now that she's agreed to be my girlfriend.
There will always be a you and me
Our love will last an eternity
Yes, sometimes there will be a fuss
When either one of us becomes jealous
But jealousy has some positivity too
It lets me know that you love me, don't you boo?
So don't worry about that jealousy
Because it won't come between you and me
So Hannah and I had our first lovers quarrel and it was about her thinking I liked her sister and that I have more fun with her too because her sister kept laughing and saying my real name (not my gamertag)  while we were playing "tag" on GTA V online.  Hannah started to break up with me under her false thoughts of me liking her sister.  Later she apologized for getting so jealous.  So this poem is about jealousy in a sense. And I know that the grammar is incorrect but just disregard that for this poem.

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