Pre Millenium Tension

Myan prophecies
Told us the end was nigh
Outside people danced
And sang.
For me the world ended
With a whimper not a bang.
 
I woke up alone
Nuring a bastard behind
The eyes.
Cold wet,hungover, alone.
With beer running
Down my legs  
That i tried to hide.
 
My girlfreind took a lover
to our bed intoxicated,  
she rode his length
while she forced
me to watch
Reaching new heights
As she climaxed.
 
In hinsight  
It would of been so easy
To slip my hard cock
In her willing mouth                                              
Taste my excitment
But i feel no excitment
I feel only disgust.
i loved her  
now there is only hate.
 
I grab my coat
And hit the road
With nouthing left
To contain me,
No bridges or
Relationship could
Be mended.
Life continued
But for me  
she was my world
The myans were right
The world  
Had ended.