Why oh why

Why oh why dosemy heart want more. why oh why dose it long for that hole burnin it by past relationships to be filled. why dose it fall for the next girl so quickly just be broken just as fast as the last. just as the girl before her did in the past. I listen to the love songs of lasting and ruined relationships. i can indentyfy with the lost because my heart and my feelings have been reposesed. i feel as if my apparecne is so igly it shall be the end of me. but now i feel that my wrist and my hand with this pen at the end will be the end of my sorrows. i hope to find new meaning in life. just not love and relationships. so now i gusse my life is loveless and again it is shamed. so as i tell this story to u. there are more of these poems with confessious quality me conjerd in the mind of a poet named juice