Ex-Boyf

First and last.

The dreaded time of the month arrives,

The smoke that covered my brain now uncovers the lies,

I am weak and unavailable,

This heart of mine completely unattainable.

The hormones kicked in and the pills subside,

I cry like a hungry baby, my tears staining my brown eyes.

and I immediately blame what I thought was true,

But at the end of the day no truth ever came from you.

I'm not sure what you expected from me at 16,

For a 22 year old you certainly didn't treat me like a queen.

This heartbreak almost turned me into a Charlie Sheen.

I can safely say it wasn't the sex,

Was it the attention that you knew I always gave best?

Did it feel great to be loved, but not love full in return,

I had some doubts, but for you I yearned.

Yes, it's correct you couldn't keep your dick in your pants,

The other was around so you were never seen with a frown,

This phone to that phone, I could never keep up.

If I was brought up to be strong I would have given up.

So after 5 years it sounds like I'm blaming you,

For my addictions of alcohol, men and never holding anything true.

Apologies would not mean anything from me if they came from you right now,

You married a vixen, a hater, a horrid cow.

I like the name of your first daughter's name,

She was meant to be our kid- isn't that a shame.

Sweetheart, if you met me now you'd dislike me so,

But to many men I still find hard to say no.

Your father treated your biological mother like s**t,

Was it in your genes- was it fun to gain that hit?

Sadly but not safely, I am different and torn,

Psychologically for the traditional morals in life I no longer possess- for them I mourn.

I bet she's getting fat and ugly so to speak, and I bet your now an addict to porn.

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A well vented poem indeed!