Long Enough! Poem by Lloyd Cresci

Ten years is surely long enough,
Or it seems that way to me.
So please don't tell me "don't give up",
It's just not going to be.
I tried romance but never again,
It's surely not for me.
It always stunk like a rotting corpse,
Every time it came to be.
At eleven, seventeen, and twenty-one,
Twenty-five, forty-one, and forty-four,
When I thought she was a princess,
She was headed out the door.
So I'll stay alone, and bide my time,
Till in the end I get to leave.
Surely from an effing life like this,
I can earn a true reprieve.