Saturday, February 22, 2014

Used Rubbish

You've had everything
the way - you wanted it!
You had me, when - you
decided you wanted me.
God only knows why...
and you knew I loved you!
Then when you were through
you discarded me -
like so much used rubbish
and you soothed your
conscience - with a little pay.
Does that buy and pay for
... the love you used?
and please - don't I come around
because it nags at your soul.
Well, you used me up
and left me an empty cup
do you feel more fulfilled now?
more of a man...