My desires have gotten the best of me.
I tried so long to just ignore
The luscious treasures I do see.
Ignore them I can no more.
Gorgeous men beyond compare
All within my selfish grasp.
Their sweet bodies, completely bare
I finally receive at last.
Money I take into myself.
I am ruled by supreme greed.
I lead a life of awaited wealth,
Having everything I'll ever need
My desires, though how great,
Have left me empty in my heart.
For so many years I did wait
For a perfect life to start.
My desires have left me blind.
These things should have made me glad.
Instead my happiness they bind,
Leaving me alone and more than sad.
The beautiful men are shallow.
My lust is all that they can fill.
My soul is left as immensely hallow.
Myself I long to kill.
All the money there ever will be
Is never going to satisfy.
My needs go on to such degree
That nothing shall ever justify.
My desires are nothing good at all.
They're nothing like I had once thought.
I give up life as a spoiled doll.
I am now thankful for what I got.
Author notes
I wrote this last night, one of my poems that truly came from experience... It's all about what you want not being good enough...
Written April 29th, 2006
