Under Stress

Now This Is Tragic Love Story That ended with....

I was under stress and a depress,
When I realize how of a mess I was.
To find out that my mistress was a fake.

The exchanging vows we once passed to each other.
What a mess I was. Lust and greed is all she
thought. The boy I was to have missed my mistress.

As a man I get a glimpse from my past.Depress, I sorrow over
the mistress. To know that I once kissed her. But to my stess
can not forgive her.

To my distaste, a stab to her chest was all.
My mistress fell to the floor. With a grin to feel
my stress disappear. Now, I only sorrow
over my missed mistress.