i teach her how to care
she reminds me how to cry
i teach her how to dare
she reminds me how to die
i tell ask to live
she tells me to leave
i beg her to believe
she bites me till i bleed
i ask her for her heart
she gives me her fist
i have score of scars
like kisses on my wrists
i ask her for her time
and in exchange for all thats mine
so heres another stupid rhyme
we really ruined my mind
my art is stressed and wrecked
yet careless as her caress
deeply deranged and depressed
she infests the best
she say said my poems were great
as beautiful as she
she stole my faith and left my fate
poetry of pain and agony
and so i write these words
so simple and so true
and all fly away fast as birds
and cast me out confused and doomed
i used to scribe such beauty
till she stole it all away
and now i write so rudely
doling out pure pain and disdain
i used to write eternal endless epic
sonnets of gorgeous linguistic grace
and now i vomit out this bullshit
page after page of waste
all my letters fester
i cant remember to forget her
id keep writing forever
hoping this poem gets better
but it wont