Conveniently Sick

My apologies to the offensive language that is contained in this poem...a lot of pain influenced the writing

You said that you would be there for me

Whenever I needed you to be

But now I see that you really meant

That you would be there when convenient

Once again I've waisted my time

Everything you told me is a bold-faced lie

And I was still naive enough to try

All your bullshit is starting to make me sick

Time for me to be a dick

I think the shoe might fit

And I'd be happier wearing it

Because you said that you loved me

But now I clearly see

You only said that to comfort me

You only love me conveniently

Once again I waisted my time

Believing your bold-faced lies

Knowing that you let me try

Is starting to make me sick

Now get on your knees and choke on my dick

I think that it might fit

And if you disagree I'm sure that I could make it

 

Fight to breath the way I do

Every time I think of you

You f*****g make me sick

You should have never lied to me

This is what you get

Beg and plead with your eyes

As I watch you gag and spit

You can't make me quit

But you f*****g make me Sick

You F****n...Make Me...Sick!!!!

Reviews

[Jacqueline]

We are all human, and I bet there are plenty of us who have felt the way you did; all the ugliness and the desire for the person who have hurt you to feel the same pain (if not worse). It gets graphic towards the end, but those were your emotions, so you can't apologize if that's how you felt. That said, you drew readers in (imo) to your world and let us experience your frustration. Good emotional read.