Bon Appétit

Bon Appétit By Lynisha Arceus He pulled the seat from under the table And told me to sit-down He said “I will take care of you: I will treat u right, feed you right, and please you right “ So I slowly sat at the table that was covered with promises that he made to me He place a plastic plate in front of me It had two scoops of his bullshit One scoop of his broken promises Topped off with pipe dreams he sold to me. I picked up a plastic spoon and begin to eat all of his lies The plate was served cold But I continue to eat all of his bullshit I had to drink it all down with Tears and humiliation he cost me I had to learn the hard way Never trust a man who promises you the world But won't even buy you the simplest things (The cheeseburger was just 69cent on a Sunday) He puts his wants before my needs Who only calls when his funds are insufficient I'm speaking on a full stomach and a broken heart He fed me what was left over from his past I'm so full off of his bullshit I do not have any more room for the next guy that passes Because he will get all the pain that I endure From the last guy that passed Throw onto him like vomit on a T-SHIRT After a 3 loop roller coaster ride All I ask of him was to feed me with happiness But he spoon feed me his sorrow.