It's dark outside, It's a Friday night,
I'm in bed, getting rest
Cause times like this are just the best.
The phone blinks once, then twice,
Messages from a man, I despise,
He cheated once, then twice,
Exactly, as he did with his ex-wife.
I ignore the calls, as I receive some more,
So many messages, God, I need no more.
I turn it off to enjoy the silence galore,
Cause I need to calm and relax more.
I get a knock on my door,
It's the voice of a man, I just ignored.
I slide into bed and pretend to sleep,
Cause this man now suddenly wants me.
He calls for me again and again,
God, please make him leave quickly.
Instead of responding to this bore
I begin falling asleep
Cause guess what?
He's the one at loss not me
Its a poem written based on the stories I hear from those surrounding me. Its stories of many individuals that I put together to create this unique piece.
