Meet My Despair Poem by Steven Elsner

Meet my despair,
She doesn't even show signs of care.
She knows she'll be my destruction,
That's the meaning behind her construction.

Meet my despair,
You can taste the foul death in the air.
She smirks at the cause of my untimly death,
It makes her lose her frigid breath.

Meet my despair,
She's my burden to bear.
She'll dance on my grave,
Ah, she's so brave.

Meet my despair,
her name's.357 magnum.
She's truly lovely.
She's truly mine,
My despair.