i did what i had to do
i don't feel bad for you
Im do sad, madness ensues
I'm tired of putting on tap dancing shoes
and doing a little dance for you
so you can be in a decent mood
fu<k you and your attitude
so ask yourself, how can i be so crude?
how can i be so rude?
maybe it has something to do
with me being fed up with you
and all these instances led up to
you being fed up too
time for me to put my head up too
I'm so fed up I'm through
with being a little piggy bank for you
my tank is on empty thanks to you

our little bit of so called love
has created this so called grudge
that made you drag my name through the mud
and caused the metaphorical boiling of my blood
that made it spill and caused this flood

now its sink or swim
when we were together you would think of him
my "tough as nails" skin has been
worn way too thin
i play for keeps, cause i play to win
i intend for this game to end
your sin has caused your nightmares to begin
and i love it when
your tears take the strings to your heart and tug at them

you act like I'm supposed to care
its not even close to fair
that i wrote this rhyme just to post it there
hoping to cause the most despair
see what happens when tempers flare
cause so much mayhem people just point and stare

so I'm gonna do
what it is i always do
do some drugs and forget about this and you
just as soon
as I'm done dissin you
thats how much I'm missing you
that I'm wishing you
would find someone else to be bit<hing to
about all the stuff I'm not getting you
so tell me am i getting through?
are my words hitting you?
are you mad these names i call are fitting you?
better than those outfits in the fitting room
so to you i bid ado
forget all the things i did for you
do you really believe i did it all to just get screwed
or to get put in a bitter mood
the bitter me is starting to shimmer through
take this as a lesson, get a clue
the sky isnt always blue
i just ended my years of servitude
i have nothing left to prove
when lightning strikes next to you
it's best to move

adding on to your poem



as i look around
as i see the years
that have gone by
and the lessons
we all have learned
and the striking of the lightening
that shows how powerful
the anger of the earth can come about
where our anger i wouldnt think
can be that so loud
for i would think we have a better
and stronger moon than that
at times we may feel empty
just like our pockets, short change
and no money in our piggy bank
to even think that we can what fill
our tank on happiness
drawing blood doesnt fill the hope and dreams
just causes another needle that enters your arm

Wow joe, this one really fits my life right now.
I like it a lot

Nicely done Joe...