ONCE UPON A JUAN- A TRUE FABLE

This is the end of my Slamming month and I thought I would end it with a fable and a slam. Enjoy. I didn’t.

Once upon a disenchanted dream, there was a man named Juan

He lived in the land of sky blue water; he existed on spirits such as gin and bourbon

We got caught up in “Charlene’s” web, I was supposed to introduce him to my friend

A man without a plan like Mr Evil had

but it ended up just as bad

unspeakable acts in shades of grey

I thought I was supposed to be treated that way

1 week instead of 7 and a half

with enough pain to cast a spell that lasts

when on a plane back to paradise

Nora Jones was singing, and I started to cry

Why had I let thing go from bad to worse

I felt so hopeless, without any worth

Now, it’s just a fable, a dream

Life is like that,  hearts can seem

broken in bits with shards of glass

Now, to  me  Juan was just a pain in the ass

       Breaking down, building back up

 

Breaking me down, my self-esteem to the ground

 

The bourbon made you brave

 

Laid me in a grave

 

You talked about scars

 

You went too far

 

Mine can be erased

 

Yours must be faced

 

“You’re a dancer, you said,

 

Put your legs over your head”

 

Brought me to my knees

 

To hide your inadequacies

 

Attacked me to my core

 

You really went to war

 

Forgetting the time

 

You said love was blind

 

You said you needed me more than I needed you

 

You once said I was beautiful

 

Your eyes said it was true

 

You said I made you cry

 

But you’re dead deep inside

 

When I danced for you the very first day

 

My sexual power blew you away

 

Now you sit in your goodwill chair

 

And when I dance you pretend I m not there

 

Breaking me down to build you up

 

You aren’t worthy to drink for my cup

 

So sip your beer, I’ll go away

 

I’ll build myself up and forget you one day