Voided is my captious mind,
and thy recent doings are ones I
can not comprehend.
Her name's Patricia
who used to treasure her Joseph.
But life's not fair a bit,
especially to the Joseph type,
we are the frailest,
withhold the shockingly heaviest
of hearts and wander about
with the bitterest of minds,
we are the dumbest!
How in the world would I think her
different, when socializing had notonly been my greatest fear but also
something I had always hated,
when sincerely the almost way too
good situations were never true to me!
Now the thought of you kills me,
the fact that I lost you, my only Patricia
and you found your self another Joseph
still blind folds me from seeing my
true, heavenly and awaiting Patricia.
© Joseph