Not So Love Poetry
I blush at my rage toward another girl
she makes me ill with true jealously I cannot seem to control
Unable to guard my thoughts or even actions at times
let me be or I will scream
The poison has gotten in my blood
I have been bitten and don’t want to heal.
The lust of pain wills me on to believe
she will die with thoughts of me
how she squirmed her way into our life
taking my lover away from me
only with thoughts of someone better than I
Hard to swallow when she may be right
I slashed her memories and now she is gone.
My lover gone to his career he loved more.
My rage still flows when I think of my eyes
not being opened all the time,
I blinked and now it is clear.