Artibelle (you used me)

i sit and think about my fucked up life
as i straighten up this line
i think about how he doesnt deserve his wife
and i try not to whine
i try not to cry
but tonight
i just hope i dont die
and i hope i didnt make them start a fight
i love that girl
and i hate her man
i wish we could just dance and twirl
but alas is it wont be and never can
ILY ARPR

9/7/2010

Reviews

[Willard Wells]

Lots of emotion and pain within this work. Escaping pain and finding the love. Good luck.

[Coyote Poetry]

Powerful emotion in the words. I could feel the need and the regret in the words. What we can't have. Does break our heart. Thank you for sharing the excellent poetry.
Coyote

[JetMardium]

i was 17 she was 26 and married, it was wrong i was young naive, foolish

[Coyote Poetry]

Wishes and dreams my friend. Poet's gold and writer's dreams. A Hemingway life. Drink, dance and love often. Allow us to write and create. Good to be young and foolish.