Hell Hath No Fury........

I usually like to start the blog off with a quote or something that I have been thinking about. This time the quote will be the body of the text that is published today. A good friend of mine got this poem in his mailbox today. He has his suspicions who it is from, but as of right now these cannot be confirmed.

I would expect to see something like this from a tormented lover on Valentine's Day, but the person in question was never very punctual. It's around the Valentine's season, I guess, so I will give this person "the nod" here for effort.

Personally, there are two things about this poem that I find quite outlandish: (1) I like how the anonymous author started off trying to rhyme things, but got tired of this in the middle of the poem, and just let all the anger out. My guess is that the rhyming scheme was too restrictive for their anger, so they had to let it go. Case in point, (s)he rhymes "it" with "it", and "you" with "you". Sort of makes me hungry for some Green Eggs and Ham. (2) I really enjoyed the creative use of punctuation. Maybe I was asleep all four years of high school English class, but I don't think that punctuation is used in poetry. Once again, it seems that this person and their broken heart needed something extra to show how much they are hurting. Nice job there, Frost. Next time consider taking the road more often travelled.

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By Anonymous

I can’t get out of bed today,
Or get you off my mind.
I just can’t seem to find a way
To leave the love behind.

You got me hangin’ on a string,
And tried to make me crack.
I tried to give you everything,
But you just threw it back!

My love’s a scratched up CD that’s
Been skipping in my head.
I got to thinking yesterday,
Is this like being dead?

I ain’t trippin’. I’m just missing you.
You know what I’m saying.
You know what I mean.

Every now and then when I’m all alone,
I’d be wishing you would call me on the telephone.
Say you want me back, but you never do.

I feel like such a fool!
There’s nothing I can do!
I’m still fucked up over you!

I can’t take it -
What am I waiting for?
My heart’s still breaking.
I miss you even more,
And I can’t fake it -
The way I could before
I don’t hate you, but I don’t love you!
I can’t stop thinking of you.
It’s true – I’m stuck on you.