Have a Great Day

I suppose for me

Love, was never to be

I have prayed to believe!

Each time, leaving me to aggrieve

Left to love only me

My aching heart to bleed

Some days, when I awake

Upward I drag, for other’s sake

Each dreary day, but a remake

Creating the same, dreary heartbreak

A make believe love, my mind will bake

By day’s end, to realize it is all just a fake

One night, when I’m drunk

I will work up the spunk

Placing my gun to my head, like a punk

Until then, I’ll go through the motions

Applying dye and anti-aging potions

I’ll smile, and say with an honest face

 Have a great day!

To them I will say

© Copyrights G. Jones 2006