Cupid's Alibi

Cupid's Alibi

A Poem by Justly Poetic

Was it luck or lust that brought us to this point?
Outdated, sedated, and left in a bit of a haze.
I'm bitter and numb, and just a little cynical.
When was it that we stopped counting the days?
You screamed like a banshee, begged me to stay.
You were on your knees one second,
and out the door the next.

There's a devil in my head, to me this is just a game.
You think that I've gone wild, but I swear you've gone insane.
Show me your heart and I'll rip it right to shreds.
Yet here you are, and you can't get me out of your head.

Your inconsistency felt like you were pulling the strings.
...
Not in this play, my dear.
You were a masochist for misconceptions,
you had delusions of adequacy.
You had me convinced that we were on the same page.
It seems that you and I were reading different books.
Now everywhere I look, I see your face.
Not your face, but that look of disappointment you wore so proudly.
Wipe that nonchalant grin off your face;
I'm the winner of this malfunction.

I see it in your eyes every time we pass on the street.
You still yearn to be the object of my indifference.
I'm not sad to say that ship has sailed.
Guess you're just left floundering in the bay.

© 2011 Justly Poetic


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Nice! This has a really great raw, real feel to it. My favorite lines were "There's a devil in my head, to me this is just a game. / You think that I've gone wild, but I swear you've gone insane." This sounds like it could be a rock song. I really enjoyed reading it and found myself relating to it. I'll be looking out for more of your writing.

Posted 12 Years Ago



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Justly Poetic
Justly Poetic

Pleasant Grove, UT



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