Are you still there
I remember the sweetness of your voice
At a time of innocence
Before I went and betrayed you
Leaving you with a mess upon your hands.
I didn't mean to impose
Financial and emotional ruin
On the apple of your eye
Who made me his without a single doubt
Of my loyalty that wavered
After 20 weeks.
I've been looking for some kind of forgiveness
How am I to do that
You've disappeared from the world wide web
Along with your son
Who might have went to you sobbing
The pieces of his broken heart
About the bitch
Who once talked to you on the phone.
Ask him to not hate me
I do that enough myself
Of my cruel words
I was selfish
Worried of his uncertain future
Please tell me that he at least have moved up the ladder
I can't bear imagining him still being the same
Naive weak boy.
Furree's poem inspired me. In the sense of its style. I've never been one to write a free flow kind of poetry. But, if you're interested in some amazingawesomegreat ones, go and read my friend's blog. She is truly a master. If you leave her a comment/drop an email, mention my name so she'll love me foreverandever.