It tore my heart out

My life is empty just like the gas tank in this van.

Over the years life has made me a bitter man.

My van won't go anywhere without gas and my life won't go anywhere either.

I caught my girlfriend in bed with another man so I decided to leave her.



Five years ago I was married and things looked pretty dim.

My exwife fell for another man and ran off with him.

My girlfriend and my exwife were both seduced by other men.

It tore my heart out and I'll never fall in love again.



Now I live in this van because I have nowhere else to go.

My girlfriend begged me to forgive her but I said no.

My life is going nowhere but at least there's noone to cheat on me.

I have to live in my van but at least I'm free.

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This is a fictional poem

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Jenny Miller's picture

this is a very good poem.