I Can't Handle It
The scarlett letter written for me as a death note in the sky
Slowly taunting me to change
I can't handle it
To be an outsider in the utopia of the world
Isolated at the bottom of the food chain
Only surrounded by last year's Valentine gifts
Periced by red roses
Drizzled in virgin chocolate
I can't handle it
The bears staring at me through my soul with its dark menacing eyes
I can't handle it
All that is left for me is the fifty pecent off ice cream down the alley
A room filled with movies
And a spoon
I am alone on Valentine Day
Day that is always engraved in my mind
A day that is for couples and the lonely
I can't handle it
I can't handle it
I can't handle it
I just have to say...
I am happy for being single
No annoying gift buying
Just my friends and I
A party that just never stops
YOU ARE READING
Citadel
PoesiaI wanted to dropped my guard and give you something to read from my infant days of writing poetry until now. I hope you enjoy it.