Love Is But A Ploy

A relationship too short, and

You left me to my own grief,

What do I have left with me,

No memory too, of a love so brief.

I am drowning my angst,

That’s what you think,

The bottles are my only companion, 

Not in sorrow, but in celebration I drink.

There is no help you can give me,

I want to be in this inebriated state,

Good riddance from an expensive relationship,

Freedom is what I celebrate.

No more nagging to be clean,

No more haggling for a boys night out,

I am on my own once again,

No one to question or to doubt.

Let me give one last advice,

To control your life, Love is but a ploy,

Don’t fall for it, or else like me,

You just become a toy.