Shot

He woke up today and thought to himself:
“I’m tired of this shit, time to raise some hell.”

He dressed and made ready for the new day
Losing all reason to watch what he may say

Walked the world for a while and let them all know:
“It’s all falling down, so look out below.”

Capitalizing on his new found strength
He played it short, while they all went to great lengths

Found what he wanted and said with chilled tone:
“You want to want me, or you’ll end up alone.”

They fell for it each and every time
Always seeing the fake charm and never the slime

Until she came along and set him straight:
“Sorry honey, you’re definitely not worth the wait.”

He continued to play, and saw a challenge to this one.
He wouldn’t stop chasing; he was far from done.

He tried all of his lines, swung on and missed
“So you steal my breath, but I can’t steal a kiss?”

Flattered, but ultimately unimpressed
Not feigning interest at his game, an utter mess.

Shot down by the one he wanted most
“Just stop with your words before you fall host,

To a sickness that makes even great men fall
One that builds egos and clouds them all,

The kind of guy you mock behind his back
Because every ounce of him is total crap.”

Stunned by her words, too late to escape
She turned to leave, and he lost love’s fate

She walked out of his life, she would never return
While he remained in the waste, unable to discern

He went on to play games, and cheat life of love
Never realizing what he lost, while he lived in lust.