Worthy Of A Title Poem by Victor Aguilar

The Blame Game,
'you're so lame, '
my sad, angry voice,
your exceeding choice.

You cheated. I needed.
Control alt deleted.
'I'm sorry.' 'Make-up sex? '
'My bed? ' 'Thought yours was next? '

I shouldn't blame you. It wasn't your fault.
Everything has happened, so stop with the salt.
History matters on events worthy of a Title.
Will you recall ours in; 5 to 10 years? Or denial?

Inception, Deception, Exception, Depression, Perception.
I shall never again lie with that wooing sensation.