| “Life sucks”
Shit, I really don’t know what to say, I try to tell myself I just don’t care, but I am only lying to myself, anyone who knows me knows my heart, and knows that I am easily hurt because of it, I keep meeting women that have no heart, or it seems as if they don’t, they use me and use me and then cheat and leave, They get what they want and go it seems, Is the new motto of women these days, the pain I feel each and every time, never seems to get any easier, and yet I keep searching and trying, meet a new woman and treat her the best I know how, sit back and watch the lies and cheating begin, attempt to treat her better if I can, as if its my fault she is unfaithful, as if it is my fault she lies, but try as I might I never succeed, because sooner or later she is gone, and I am back to looking for the next woman, to lie to me and cheat on me, and break my heart again, again I say I thought it would get easier, and it would not hurt quite so much, to have the same things done, by a new woman as was done by the last, but it does not get any easier, it just becomes familiar, ahhhh! that pain again, like a long lost friend, returned to taunt me, to tell me I am not aloud happiness, to remind me of my failures once again. I wish I could die, I wish I could give up on love and life, I wish I could die, I wish I were dead..... Author: K Ball 11-27-04 |
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