A Tale of Self Loathing


Maybe you are there looking back
at me, wondering
if I only fought the fights I would win
I never spilled the bike on Foster
Never had to pay tuition of out pocket
and I didn't have to wash dishes
for my degree
I've never kissed a tramp and luckily,
avoided that 2 year drought

I didn't get dumped the night before our dance
I never had to sleep in the baseball dugouts at school
Or took the train home drunk
and alone at midnight
You may say I'm lucky never to have been ticketed
or arrested August 17th 2007

Fortunately I've never been hospitalized
by blowing out a knee or being struck
by a drunk in a truck
You manifest your misfortunes and live them
we envy those strangers
No one has had it quite as bad
as you.

Poem Rating:
Click To Rate This Poem!

Continue Rating Poems


Share This Poem