Yours Truly

 

I live a sad and lonely life
On an iceberg isolated
I have no children, I have no wife
I sit in darkness insulated
All is as it was so fated
Angels cried while they masturbated
And their tears inseminated
The emptiness that incubated
The desolation that escalated
The melancholy and sorrow rife
Debased and self-deprecated
The single cause of all my strife
The author of all my anxieties unruly
The sole reason that I suffer is because of yours truly

 

T J Therien