Please Excuse My Loneliness
Why long face? Lack of happiness?
Woke up in a lonely bed,
seemed like an autumn day,
I saw a masculine silhoutte,
wiped my eyes, your image faded away.
I got out of bed,
bathed myself,
dressed myself,
without your help.
I opened my front door,
the fresh breeze hit me,
just like you did my walls,
you'd move so swiftly.
I put on my suede-insulated raincoat,
and walked out my front door,
once you heard my black suede heels,
you'd see me no more.
I went to work,
then went to school,
to pick up my baby,
who was only two.
Just for a treat,
took my baby to the diner,
for an ice cream cone,
which was only minor.
I sat in the booth, where me & my ex-boyfriend met,
he's my baby's father, he left me,
I wish he was sentenced to death.
Speakin' of the devil, the bastard approached me,
'Why long face? Lack of happiness? '
I grabbed my baby's hand and said,
'Please excuse my loneliness.'
About the Creator
Khameleon
33 year old, part-time streamer from Detroit, Michigan who is emotionally unavailale. Also a blogger, photographer, graphic designer & a growing child of God.
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Comments (1)
I LOVE your title image, I'm a stickler for great images. The flow of this poem is godlike, and the way you navigate a touchy subject is a testament to your skill.