Post Traumatic Blasphemy - A Poem
Post Traumatic Blasphemy
Who am i crying for? Is it you or youoryou?
Sad ballads flow through my mind with empty faces
blank and void of color are they brown or green or dishwater gray?
remembered THINK THINK THINK! just blank silhouette of a
heart.......encumbered. Did I love you or will it be you or you or you?
Program malfunction in my brain causing
such dysfunctional pain.
Post Traumatic Blasphemy blamed for my vasectomy
from any sort of normalcy.
I'm the Queen of this Sport!