Poems about wrong

I'm sorry I can't do this anymore.
I'm not your own little personal whore.

You can't just use me then leave me in the dust.
Its worse than a drug bust.

The pain is bad.
Everything just makes me sad.

Why would you do this to me?
Did I hurt you if so tell me how please.

I gave you almost everything I had...
The thing I didn't fully give you is not bad...

It might not have been everything you wanted.
Well now the memory is haunted.

I think about it everyday,
I tried okay?

You told me you loved me,
Well that was a lie don't you see?

You said it while drunk,
Now to me you are a piece of junk.

You broke your promise to me.
You said you would never hurt me an you'd let me be free.

Well thats a lie,
Goodbye(:

Inundated by rain, flotsam and jetsom floats down the street
The river has burst it's banks and now muddy water flows
Through her house, at least her new car is safe on higher ground

We perch above it
This deluge of brown water
Cyclone debbie's tears

What used to be true
Has evolved into lies
Falling in love
Then doing otherwise
Not even paying attention
To what we do
Ignoring relationships
We used to pursue
Like nothing's important
And nothing makes sense
Pointless conversations
No longer intense
A meaningful sentence
You just go along
I'll always remember
Before it went wrong

NEVER A WRONG SONG

Looking for that lift up or a sample of real let down, something snappy or simply sappy

To each their own what ever gets them in that zone, giving s that often a real get up up & go

Hearing that sound brings many around, synchronized on the tempos & tones as they become catchy

Mixtures of words from sonnets about bonnets or biker trash screaming out wrath of fire from below

Valuable lessons brought out from musicians sessions laid upon our minds new feelings we accept gladly

Minus the lyrics still giving deeply, sound from symphonies left us reeling shiny Tubas to tiny piccolo's

Fortunes or flowers or all that love empowers, earths fortunes & fables
Often imaginations left to run wildly

Don't touch that dial it's not that vile, driving to the cube, better than what is playing on the elevator's

So let the sound of reason not bring treason, make it to your own pleasing sounds resound to make your day go nicely.

Her dreams had the soft edges of insanity
With her eyes painted by the
True colors of madness
Her heart only bleed in
The secret shades and hues of love
She stole the music from the
Wings of hummingbirds
Her smile had a hairline crack
That held the promise of a
Tragic romance novel
She somehow always found herself
At the scene of a crime
Of a murdered love
With a smoking gun in her hand
And an arrow through her chest
Never knowing how she got there
Or who shot first
Her only alibi was that
She was just a dream
Dreamt in the wrong place
Dreamt at the wrong time
Her only crime
Was that she dreamt of beauty
Before beauty dreamt of her
She was the mother of love
And the daughter of death
You can only find her
By getting lost
In the waves of sleep
And a song of Singapore
Don't forget to bring a bow
Or you won't find your way back
And you'll die at the bottom
Of a dream
Of the scene of a crime
And your only witness
Will be a hummingbird
That can't speak
Or make a sound
You'll have no alibi
For why your hands
Are covered with the blood
Of love and death
And she'll walk away free
From the dream
Dreamt in the wrong place
Dreamt at the wrong time

If loving you is wrong
Then how am I suppose to get myself to move on
When you are all I want
Baby please don't keep me waiting
Can't you see my heart is breaking
This aching inside has taken the life out of me
Like I'm waking up to ash and dust
I'm so exhausted from all this pain and suffering
But I can promise I won't go down easy
I will fight for what I believe
Even if it takes begging on my hands and knees
Letting all that is left of this heart bleeding
Trying to get you to understand how much you mean to me

If loving you is wrong
Go ahead and shoot me I would rather die then be alone
When you are all I want
Baby please don't keep me holding on

My stars have all been crossed
Faded and wrong
It wasn't supposed to be this way
I am not supposed to be her.

I took the wrong fork
At the crossroads.

I might be an amateur
I may not know everything
But i know sense when i see it,
And this sure ain't it
You can't tell someone
To leave someone
If he's with someone else
When you are the someone else
Someone else
Is with
When i say so,
She twists up her face
I want to show her
My report card
My straight A's in chem II, sat score 2175,
My honor roll certificates
And my history fair ribbon
(third place)
I may not know much about the complex world of grown ups
But i know right when i see it
And this sure ain't it...