Mr. Misery (Poem)

OK SO...this poem has been a long time in the making. For those who don't know I have a series of sing-song poetry aimed towards adults...meant to be eerie and comedic...all about the man in this poem. The poems that feature him before this are "Look Closer" (written Sept. 2010) and "The Tired Man" (April 2011)...I gave the dates in case anyone wants to see the similarities.

As always, I'm open to anyone's thoughts...AND!!!!! I've said it before and I'll say it again...any topics that anyone wants me to write about, let me know in some way...and I will try my best to do it.

OK OK OK>>>>>>HERE IS THE POEM!


The sky is black, a suffocating tarp over the world,
with no spotlight shining down on Mr. Misery.
Alone.
No rain cloud follows him, or coal colored cats
crossing his path…Mr. Misery almost always fears now,
and never laughs.

Some say he lost his trust, others that he is just
a sad sack: his head tilts downward and he has a
parabolic shape for a back.

It carries the weight of love, guilt and all other troubles.
Mr. Misery never opens his mouth to let out the
pressure, he just folds further and further,
his hidden heart cannot be measured.

And all the colors mix together to make his clothes,
you would think it beautiful; but, even when
bright colors mix, darkness shows. They match
the voided, broken, eyes where the sadness grows.

Every day disappointed because every day seems
to ignore him. Mr. Misery wakes up with the hope
that today will finally groove and contour to him.

Then one day she came, with a posture perfect back and
bright sky eyes nowhere near the same as his…

She loved Mr. Misery, and his miserly miserableness
may have finally up and ended.

…but his heart started pounding,
until his heart expanded.

It popped out of his chest
and he died when his love
crash landed.