Scars

by joseph santacruz   Jul 7, 2012


I was the man who looked like there was always something missing
all the ladies who looked at me said" eww! Im glad he is not the one that I am kissing"
Wheres my car? my shooting stars? my serenity and my wife?
Wheres my smile? my good times spent? I need to get a life.
Wheres my laughter? my cuddles and snuggles? everything seems to be lost
I got to burn my candle at both ends
but oh my God what a cost!
Where are my rainbows? my pretty maids in a row?
my great lovemaking satisfied?
It seems when I followed this crooked path all of this was denied.
Where is my job? happy vacations and babies that need babysitting?
I didnt know when I signed up for this show all these things I would be forfeiting.
Where is my character? good recomendations? It seems I have become quite the joke
now it seems along with my dreams everythings went up in smoke.
No self esteem. Whats it all mean? Im nothing but a bunch of scars
everythings missing but dont bother looking this dope fiend knows where they all are.
-Santacruz-

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