24kt .DOWNSLOPE OF DEPRESSION

Though the hours come near to face beauty i wear..as a subtle expression of bitterness..my dear..I become your persuasive love rituals..I crave for days that carries me over words that say.. acting..I'm a fool..where mortal madness tries to blend in with my sober sense 2level a drink..what grabs me from behind..liquor sense.. what lifts my spirits before I make an attempt to beat what becomes a habit transcending..continues to talk flowers with apologies.. forgivin, all through late nights with years of forgetting..but wants not..years past only to return happy endings..so I walk away from future hold..on 2 rings..the proposal.. many I've gain to become..as.. once more..the bouquet..married young, with old taking a dive in 2 my ocean of passion..speaking the flood of lonesome tears..a dove..angel of mercy..waiting for a meeting 2decide whether I went wrong..while on my way to..not ever being a woman of Mr right 4 his wifey or shall I say.."common law"..just a carrier..a pigeon, sending messages of I do.. where I say..I love.. no one..but..who left me broken hearted and wonders..the imaginary thought..reneges setting me up to let me down eazy.. i don't give n take being advantage..won't be his damn excuse me for... a bitter cry..up front and personal..I'm tired of the response...U KNOW Create..u NEEDS love..no doubt in hermind..so what else is new...Does one care..toss salad..stay outta da mix..messing with my taste..HONEY..calls me..skin..lovely..by which i am in 2 your love and not what you can persuade me to give you..sooooooo...BLOW OFF..am i being 2 direct and Informal... SORRY..IT IS WHAT IT IS..Sheila Jordan..Create