I Am A Man Who Is Bleeding Poem by Hebert Logerie

Resigned. I am a resigned man,
Soaked, wet; my heart is bled then.
You won't come tonight. Hence,
You've disturbed my peace and my sense.

Disoriented. My heart is bled,
Annoyed, shocked, and devastated.
I'm not the same dude, the same date.
I'm now slow and always late.

You flouted and disoriented me.
I do not know where the moon
And my pens are. I need plums.

I need more strawberries to digest
This laxative and alcoholic cocktail.
Thus, I'm abandoned with my tail.