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Herlife23
Falling into your trap is one thing I shouldn't have done You want to discover who I am You want to learn my ways You want to be a part of me I doubt you'll be able to handle me The true me The real me Who I am You'll simply lose interest as I start to sound like a broken record.
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Jul 23, 2018
Jul 23, 2018 at 5:07 PM UTC
True me.
Solely she dances in the darkness of her mind In a cage of torn pictures we call our memories Absorbing each and every word that the lyrics throw at her Left and right she sways With her eyes closed, Out of this world she has left.
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Jul 7, 2018
Jul 7, 2018 at 4:45 AM UTC
Slow dance
"baby am ***** he'd say And I'd tell him am not "please baby just one round" he'd say Manipulative he was Or rather I was a stupid young girl who thought she was loved by someone The process from the beginning to the end was unpleasant I thought having *** was meant to be spacial between two people but no You'd take off my clothes Push me to the bed All I could see in your eyes was lust and nothing more You'd come closer and my heart would start to break The words failing to come out of my mouth The word stop You'd rub against my ****** with your ***** I'd tell my ****** not to get wet I'd hope it doesn't get wet But I guess the ****** has a mind of its own And so it got wet I'd try to contract my ****** Make my body stiff so that you don't get it But I guess I was too weak for your manly strength You'd put it in And my heart would break again You'd stroke so hard I'd want to scream no But I couldn't I was afraid to tell you to stop I was afraid of you I'd let out a fake moan just to satisfy you I'd scratch And bite And moan louder and louder I'd fake all the things a man wants a woman to do when they have *** When you came Its where it ended You'd wear your clothes And come up with some ******** excuse for you to leave And when you left I'd sit there naked on the bed Crying Ashamed of myself Questioning my power as a woman Looking at myself like some piece of trash that just says yes even if she doesn't want to Disgusted of myself I was ***** and impure You left me ***** and impure
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Jul 1, 2018
Jul 1, 2018 at 6:47 AM UTC
Her
"baby am ***** he'd say And I'd tell him am not "please baby just one round" he'd say Manipulative he was Or rather I was a stupid young girl who thought she was loved by someone The process from the beginning to the end was unpleasant I thought having *** was meant to be spacial between two people but no You'd take off my clothes Push me to the bed All I could see in your eyes was lust and nothing more You'd come closer and my heart would start to break The words failing to come out of my mouth The word stop You'd rub against my ****** with your ***** I'd tell my ****** not to get wet I'd hope it doesn't get wet But I guess the ****** has a mind of its own And so it got wet I'd try to contract my ****** Make my body stiff so that you don't get it But I guess I was too weak for your manly strength You'd put it in And my heart would break again You'd stroke so hard I'd want to scream no But I couldn't I was afraid to tell you to stop I was afraid of you I'd let out a fake moan just to satisfy you I'd scratch And bite And moan louder and louder I'd fake all the things a man wants a woman to do when they have *** When you came Its where it ended You'd wear your clothes And come up with some ******** excuse for you to leave And when you left I'd sit there naked on the bed Crying Ashamed of myself Questioning my power as a woman Looking at myself like some piece of trash that just says yes even if she doesn't want to Disgusted of myself I was ***** and impure You left me ***** and impure
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I was a happy a second ago Till I thought about you These thoughts are like an experimental battery that just ***** away all the power that I have It takes away all the things that I see bright and beautiful in my life It takes me back to when I'd cry all night to the day's thoughts I've lost my touch I've lost my touch People say am creative Is that true ? All that I do is write down what it is you put me through and still you'd deny it at the end of the day I can't belive you came to my castle one day And I let you in
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Jul 1, 2018
Jul 1, 2018 at 6:42 AM UTC
Grey
Going away On a trip of my own RnB soothing my ears Chocolate sweetening my taste buds Comfortable clothes hugging my body Fancy cuisines filling my mouth My eyes blinded by God's creation, His earth Am not upset Am not heartbroken Am just craving my own presence - her life
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May 11, 2018
May 11, 2018 at 3:35 AM UTC
My own pressence
You are handsome. A Dark skin African man With all that melanin popping from the tips of your hair The tounge of a foreign language Walk of a native land And touch of a king That's how my eyes describe you - her life
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May 11, 2018
May 11, 2018 at 3:33 AM UTC
My eyes.
You was just a baby boy when your father left you He didn't leave you for the worst But for the good He left to become your guardian angel He knew that apart from him being your physical hero He wanted to be more than that He wanted to be more than just your father But your spiritual guardian as well He never left you for the worst But for the good - her life
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May 11, 2018
May 11, 2018 at 3:32 AM UTC
Heart broken
Don't lose yourself trying to help someone else find themselves.
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Apr 17, 2018
Apr 17, 2018 at 1:26 PM UTC
Acknowledge
My body was a temple And all you did was invade the throne You never cared about me Or my soul All you cared about was what is placed between my legs.
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Apr 17, 2018
Apr 17, 2018 at 1:21 PM UTC
Only.
He stabbed me in the back And **** ***** me. A lover? No. Love itself. -- Eleanor
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Apr 17, 2018
Apr 17, 2018 at 12:51 AM UTC
**** ****