April 29, 2012

Crazy B****

This is my first poem in years. I don't know where it came from or the inspiration for it but I hope you like it.

My heart can’t really take too much more.

My hand is on the handle of the door.

I saw you with her and that was the end.

I’m leaving and I hope I never see you again.

I look back before I toss the match.

I leave as the flame meets the gas.

You broke my heart so I burned you down.

I bet if you had the chance you’d have turned her down.