Double Date Wannabe Poem by Melanie DeichertMesedea

I just want to know what I’ve done wrong
In my life, in my job, as my duty
I will not fail just because I am!

My stubborn queries,
I never mean it come out of my lips,
But has like a snake from a trees hollow
That if I were ever do it again, I swear
I would certainly die

And brought upon the altar to revive
Nothing but a cadaver of the night mare
That turned to ashes and strewn over the
Fields of my mind, because I simply
Can no longer wait for him to tell me whats wrong.

I don’t know what to do anymore
I know I haven’t tried hard enough,
But what must I do, when a slob like me,
Wants a lion with a bint,
And there is just nothing I could do.

I feel betrayed, by myself for feeling,
That sometimes I do not deserve love,
And the love given to me was more than sufficient
But I have done nothing in return!
Is this pity, is this jealousy, do I sound paranoid

To you, did I change? Perhaps I have
But not enough to satisfy you.
Damn you man!
If women were so badly needed to keep them in check
Why are they tortured so,
I say to hell with them, we don’t need them to survive

The race will continue even if the idiot didn’t find her place
Along the side of a misted strew of a man
That terrible, awful wonderful pig, so pink
Is the grunt that filled my skies,
Why will they tower over me so?

The depressed and unwary for what I feel
I attract the misery of people, is this what it seems
And I have blamed myself enough,
For things I know could not possibly have lied in me.
And the things I ate to make myself feel

Just a little better until I sleep and then
When the tears have stopped, I may dream
About you you damned animal,
Why we are no longer friends, no longer flirting
As we used to do years back when
I know you loved me.