Lovers Treason
I walk along this boardwalk
my mind full of regret.
I can't believe what happened
It hasn't completely set.
I stormed out on her,
full of steam my mind.
My emotions how they've stirred,
It was quarter after nine.
It is now ten thirty,
I've come back to the house relaxed.
I opened the door, surprised at what I saw.
my house completely trashed.
Poetry strewn about the floor
my projection screen destroyed.
Stab wounds in my leather sofa,
now I am annoyed.
A note she left on the table
described in detail her reason.
How I was unfaithful,
committing lovers treason.
So she believed it fair,
since I broke her heart.
To break me of the things I am,
and that was just the start.
The mistake that I had made
and the consequence received.
Lost me the one who I held dear
no matter how hard I'd plea.
It wasn't all the broken things,
that irritated me so.
It was being untrue, I was such a fool
That is what I get for being a hoe.
Jared Pickett
2/25/2010
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Copyright © Jared Pickett | Year Posted 2010
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