Have a Great Day!

I suppose for me, Love, was never to be. I have prayed to believe! Each time, leaving me to aggrieve. Left to love only me, My aching heart to bleed. Some days, when I awake, Upward I drag, for other’s sake. Each dreary day, but a remake, Creating the same, dreary heartbreak. A make believe love, my mind will bake, By day’s end, to realize it is all just a fake. One night, when I’m drunk, I will work up the *****, Placing my gun to my head, like a punk. Until then, I’ll go through the motions, Applying dye and anti-aging potions. I’ll smile, and say, Have a great day! I’m doing great!, to them I lie and relay.