Left alone on the side of the gravel road,

absent of a home.

Without any family or friends.

The snow is sprinkling onto the ground,

and you didn’t even give me a jacket. 

You tossed me out of your rusty old truck, 

abandoning me in the void.


The Heartbreaker

A woman with short blonde hair, 

blood colored lips forming a smirk, 

and a fuchsia velvety gown revealing

her long and delicate legs

Luring men and women alike

with her charismatic charm 

Tugging them in closer and closer 

then breaking them for enjoyment,

for selfish pleasure

Her next target lies across the room, 

anware of her constant devilish glares 

One by one, 

one innocent life at a time,

heartbreaking is her forte 

She does not do it for lust

She does it to kill boredom