Because of you she cries in a corner,
Now that you’re gone she’s a stoner.
Where ever she walks people yell loner,
She’s gonna need a donor.
You acted like seeing her was a chore,
Made her out to be a whore.
You said you didn’t love her anymore,
You’re like the raven quoting nevermore.
You ruined her life,
She thinks about using the knife.
She was prepared to be your wife,
She hates being alive.
Because of you she lurks in the shadows,
Going places no knows.
Places where nothing grows,
Places filled with crows.
Because of you she got fired from work,
You are the Queen Jerk.
In the shadows you should lurk,
And apparently you’re nothing like Derk.
You gave out about her styles,
You made her run miles.
Now she never smiles,
She just cries on the kitchen tiles.
poetry