My Picture Poem

When February comes, Valentine’s Day soon appears

But your broken heart is what you got that New Year.

 

That poor broken heart is crying its soul out

All because that special guy made you pout

 

BANG! BANG! Is the sound of your door after you slammed it because you’re upset

All night long you were thinking if he asked you out all on a bet

 

Braking up is when two trains collide

And all you’re thinking about is how much he lied

 

Falling off a bridge is like getting a broken heart

And how your relationship was falling apart

 

Your agitation with an alluring guy that allocated you after

But after your hard brake up, there was no happy laughter.