A mean and cruel poem about a shallow lady.

I write the tragedy that pierces hearts,

Kills all hope and ambition from the start,

A sense of fear and anxiety I induce,

While all along you feed my ability to produce,

The sad songs that twist you inside out,

Because hurting you is what im about,

These words will be the death of my sanity,

And the overall destruction of your vanity,

Break me now beauty queen,

Be the medication that I need.

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Comments (8)
  • Goodselfme on Nov 20, 2009

    The similarity between wontonness and desire to care are sometimes very much alike. Your poem is piercingly profound for much of my thinking.

  • Casey Kelley on Nov 23, 2009

    I really enjoyed this. I’ve written similar poems. I like your style.

  • BradONeill on Nov 24, 2009

    Love sucks! LOL I enjoyed this.

  • Bo Russo on Nov 24, 2009

    What Brad said! I like.

  • LOVELYHONEY on Nov 25, 2009

    gr8

  • Krista Stacy on Nov 25, 2009

    I love you husband. Hang in there. I will see you at home soon. I really love your poetry. It makes me sad sometimes to know that you feel this way but I’m glad that you have such a beautiful way to express it. Kisses

  • Lyn Z on Dec 1, 2009

    That was awesome

  • Francois Hagnere on Dec 8, 2009

    You have a magnificent way of expressing your love and feelings. That is so beautiful.

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