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490. My Loss

Happiness should be my first name
Yet a cloud of darkness is on my head
To others life seems to be going my way
But all I feel is blue instead
Once a king who ran my own kingdom
I gave it all up to pursue my lust
Though sufficed I was for a short time
It didn’t take long for me to go bust
My head shrank as did my libido
Neither lasting after trounced by the law
No longer did my finances match my wit
Nor could I afford the friends I once saw
Alas I don’t feel pity for myself
For I was fully aware of what I had done
I’m heartbroken for the family I lost
And for a life over before it had begun


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