My proclivity to love her without reservation nor remorse
is ever destroyed by her heinous deceit
for she has profaned everything that was good
throwing tall obstacles in the way at every turn
retarding our sweet love's course.
When I gaze into her icy blue eyes my poor heart implodes with great sadness at what I see there.
I am appalled by her diabolical and unkind ways
ever trying to justify within myself my love for her
overlooking reality but am ever turned away by the insincerity of her evil ways and agonizing over her horrible words
which flow from her mouth as a raging river.
With her there is no flexibility nor recourse but to do things her way
ever is our relationship turbulent and filled with terrible strife that
is unyielding offering no peace of mind
nor sweet comfort to my aching heart.
All that I have ever hoped for from her she refuses to provide
ever rending my hapless soul and tearing apart my mind with her vicious ways bringing upheaval and distress to my life
when all that I've asked of her is to love me and to be faithful.
Donavon Scott Vinson
