Mr. Misery

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    Mr. Misery

    She allows me to use her body like my name was mister
    She cries at night unforgivingly to her sister
    Openly discussing her discomfort
    I made myself her king without cutting the mustard
    I the man she never trusted with her heart mind body and soul
    An out of control relationship spirals toward a black whole
    On the road to self destruction.
    A conniver master of deception
    My beloved laid it on the line time after time
    While I paid her no mine
    Only concerned with my section of the world that did not involve her.
    A wilted flower is what she has become
    She no longer desires my company
    It doesn’t matter to me I lay comfortably beside her
    Waiting to do my business before she can say amen

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    BoSweets commented on Mr. Misery

    10-28-2009

    It takes a man to voice this in a non arrogant ,and you have did the due! Sad thing is most women fit these shoes and won't admit it. Good write

    litldeer commented on Mr. Misery

    04-21-2009

    Another masterpiece. This poem went straight to my heart. You are extremely talented. I could picture the whole poem in my mind, and isn't that what a great poet does? Please keep writing. Your great!

    rjmaples commented on Mr. Misery

    04-20-2009

    This poem made me cry it is very beatiful and very sad

    Themoment7 commented on Mr. Misery

    04-15-2009

    The way you end... A theme of yours.. packs a punch.

    FiloRozzell commented on Mr. Misery

    04-03-2009

    Yeah player those that can do, will, those that can't well u know.. Good ride bruh..

    When power leads man towards arrogance, poetry reminds him of his limitations. When power narrows the area of man's concern, poetry reminds him of the richness and diversity of existence. When power corrupts, poetry cleanses.

    John F. Kennedy (1917-1963) Thirty-fifth President of the USA

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