My Poetry 
No Comments Lipstick and Chanel
Lipstick and Chanel,
is all she left behind
and scratches on my back
I hope my girlfriend doesnt find
I didn’t stand a chance
she exactly what she wanted
and now I know prey feels
how it feels to be hunted
Everything she said was right
she played me like a toy
coming on all flustered, scared
innocent and coy
By the time I knew it was too late
she had me in her spell
and that I have been released
I’m left alone in hell
You have no idea the torment
the guilt and shame I feel
it was like something in a movie
it just seemed so unreal
Its like I stood there watching
like some kind of sick voyeur
as she gave herself right to him
and he gave himself to her
But now the movies over
cast and cameras spent
and all I can remeber
is that colour and that scent
Lipstick and Chanel,
bright red and oh so sweet
only time will tell now
the future that I’ll meet.