Stepping Stone

The following poem was inspired by a movie. Details at the end.

I was just a stepping stone,

Paving the way to the throne. 

I was used like a guinea pig,

Like a drill leading to the rig.

To them I was a lucky charm.

 Failure, too, couldn't bring harm.

But if my power indeed did work, 

They'd find a prince, not a jerk.

So I was wined and dined,

Showered in cash and kind.

Then they headed to the altar,

In their chauffeur driven car.

They married Prince Charming,

And left me without warning. 

And yet again I was alone,

For I was just a stepping stone.

The movie I mentioned earlier was Good Luck Chuck. Was it close enough?

Balance

I hang in the balance,

I've lost my mojo.

Tell me your thoughts,

So I don't feel like a yo-yo.

This game is dangerous;

We go back and forth.

Tell me should I stay,

Or carry on North?

Our paths are different,

But our hearts the same.

Why keep up this charade?

Life is not a game.

And if you wish for it,

Just the same as I do,

Let your guard down,

Tell me your wish true.

We'll ride the wave,

We'll make it last.

We'll pass any hurdle,

That's our way cast.

But darling, before that,

I must know for sure;

Are you in it for good,

Or will you walk out the door?

OBSESSIVE LOVE

For everyone

There is an age,

And everyone

Goes through this phase.

Obsessive love,

I call it;

When you face it,

You’ll know it.

The raging jealousy,

The anxieties galore;

Expecting to hear their voice

With every ‘hello?’

The disappointment that follows

When it’s not them,

But with the very next call,

New hope will stem.

The Facebook stalking,

The Twitter talking,

The Google+ circles;

Clearing all hurdles.

But you need to hold back,

You must stay calm;

Just let things be, or

You’ll cause less good, more harm.

If you try to rush it,

You’ll just scare them away;

And then your obsession,

Will have led you astray.

It is a romantic notion,

But when push comes to shove,

Keep your head on your shoulders

And, don’t give in to obsessive love.