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I sold my soul to Satan because I was drunk and bored. Hell and brimstone is a nice change from that woman. The way she nags at me is far sharper than any pitchfork. It was true misery at first **** Oh and don’t even get her started about trying to have any fun. She makes me truly envy all the dumb and deaf people. It’s been twenty years far too long. A functional routine is a just a necessary evil I suppose.
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Dec 10, 2017
Dec 10, 2017 at 2:08 AM UTC
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I sold my soul to Satan because I was drunk and bored. Hell and brimstone is a nice change from that woman. The way she nags at me is far sharper than any pitchfork. It was true misery at first **** Oh and don’t even get her started about trying to have any fun. She makes me truly envy all the dumb and deaf people. It’s been twenty years far too long. A functional routine is a just a necessary evil I suppose.
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Dec 10, 2017
Dec 10, 2017 at 2:08 AM UTC
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