My Life Sucks Poem by Emma Jane Rae

I'm crumbling I'm cracking,
My life is a mess,
Don't you think I've had enough stress?
Don't you think,
I've had enough bad luck?
I've had enough,
My life f*cking suck,
I Thought our love,
Was built to last,
I wish this f*cking feeling,
Would hurry up and pass,
Left or right,
Which way to choose?
Either way,
I'll f*cking loose,
Here again,
All alone,
Not even a home,
To call my own,
Lost my man,
And lost my dog,
Don't tell me,
There's a f*cking god,
Coz if there is,
Why's he doing this to me,
Is me crying,
Something he likes to see?
Does he revel,
In my pain?
Then why make me suffer,
Again and again