Sad Poem by Danette Frenz

Sad



You of all
Have the gall.
Should know better
All the letters.

Thought it was fun?
I’ve hurt a ton.
Shot like a gun.
Could not run.

Sawn asunder.
Taken my plunder.
Bruised.
Lose.

Loose
Noose.
I was a silly goose.

Ruse
Muse.
Song out of tune.
Ruin.
Unhewn.

Unglue.
Rue.
Hues blew.
Who knew?

POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
Mixed State. Bipolar I Disorder. Mad, now sad. Talking and writing to myself.
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