Poem With No Rhyme

She is so ****** up

And it freaks me out

She is so messed up

Always finds something to worry about

She cries on cue

Ain't that a sad thing to do?

She is so ****** up

She's a constant source of pain

Now I decide to **** her further up

And flush my past down the drain

I'm on the edge from too much thinking

I'm on the verge of dying of too much drinking

I'm a poem with no rhyme

I'm a victim of a crime

I'm a writer with no pen

Desperately searching for ways to write again

Could someone please unlock my heart?

Cause I'm caught in a tragic spell

She's my favorite work of art

My own personal hell

She cries on cue

Ain't that a sad thing to do?

I'm a poem with no rhyme

I'm a victim of a crime

I'm a writer with no pen

Desperately searching for ways to write again

So she's seeing another man

I'm not lost; I just don't know who the hell I am

I'm on the edge from too much thinking

I'm on the verge of dying of too much drinking

I'm a poem with no rhyme

I'm a victim of a crime

I'm a writer with no pen

Desperately searching for ways to write again