Bad Poetry #06

One night she calls.
check out the balls.
after years of shit storm, abuse and mind games.
took you years to conjure excuses so lame?
I followed my heart through darkest corners of my life,
Caverns of hell, and stretches of desert desperation,
depression, attention wrist slashing, the whole hype,
the hell will I admit it was just an infatuation.
What balls you got babe
coming back to play the blame game.
Are your emo friends now tame?
Did you get fat and feel ashamed?
you wandered your eyes.
your heart flew free and wide.
roomy for every Dicks and Harrys.
they said they love you but they lied.
my heart is still in the nest.
barely self aware at best.
stitches and swollen left and right.
I hope for it to make a flight.
roam free and wide and ruin lives.
move to Alaska and take whore for wives.
leaves very little room for your drama now babe
move along.
hang up.
give up.
suffer.