The Sad Life of a Poet

 Spare me your dreadful sonnets
The actions of one speaks louder than what you regret
Don't complain to your peers about how your life is tragic
And dont act as if you harbor a hate towards an essence that does not exist
The stains on your hands say  it all
A story where confusion causes the rebelious deviation. A tragedy where the hero is torn apart by passion
How insidiously the heart beats
How ruinously this villain writes on each sheet. Poem followed by perfidious poem. Hideous in nature and treacherous to the bone. And through each stanza he conveys the horrid feelings of being alone.
So another line is written. Ripen to the appropriate cause of death.
Picked in order to draw more empty conclusions
(Oh how all this is an illusion.)
The furry grows to overwhelming proportions.
The melancholy depresses to destroy a child's imagination.
Dandelions are blown but not a wish is made.
Mommy said she promised, but now her words decay.
So ignore this pitiful gentlemen, he unknowingly devastates hearts day after day.
Although, he is aware he grows insane by the fact he cannot reverse his mistakes. So cast him aside before he causes you heart to break