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Victoria Nov 2017
Pardon me for my sad way of life
Ever changing
Cringing
Empty
Horizontal pleasure is my only escape
And Man I have to tell you
It's been a while since I got laid
Pardon me for my sour attitude
My aptitude
My faithlessness
The sin I carry isn't so bad
But a sin
Is a sin
Is a sin
Thats what my mother told me
Victoria Nov 2017
I don't regret a lot of things in my life
I don't spend hours thinking about what could have been
I don't think about how we were rasied together
I don't imagine what our kids would look like
I don't dream about how much I love you
I don't cry seeing you with her
I don't curse the day I said yes and then got scared
I don't wish we were together
I don't say your last name after mine
I don't act like if I had just waited you would be mine
And
I don't always tell the truth
Victoria Nov 2017
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Victoria Nov 2017
I'll start by say that some people think life is goes by fast, but they are wrong life is the longest thing we go through. As for how I feel about it, life if what you make it, if you're searching for some sort of meaning behind it, I feel like you're living life wrong. The only thing you need to search for is happiness, that doesn't mean there won't be bad, there will be a lot of bad, but the bad doesn't out weigh the good and the good doesn't necessarily trump the bad. With out either though, what is life? So, to me life is experiencing moments you'll never forget and being happy you even are here to do that.
Victoria Nov 2017
The smell of cedar
Pine
And oak
The feeling of safety
Scared
And the jokes
The thought of you
Here
And then gone
The same old love song
Again
And again
The want
Need
And hopeful way
I think of coming back to you
Every day
Victoria Nov 2017
When I got ***** for the first time
The first thing I did was take a showe
And ever since then I take showers as hot as can
The second time I was *****
I got pregnant
But had no baby
The third time I got *****
Was so bad
The doctors say I may never conceive a child again
The fourth time I got *****
I finally told the police
Its been 3 years now and they still have done nothing
The fifth time I was *****
I wrote a poem of all the times I was *****
To see if maybe
It would let me go to sleep
Im 23
This has been going on for 8 years now
And I can't help but feel like it's me
Victoria Nov 2017
Scrolling through face book
I see a memory pop up
So Ofcourse I click to see the rest
I see good times
Happy times
Just last year
and I smile
Then I see your face
And I stop
WHY would fb show me you
Why would fb remind me of the pain
Why would I still feel this way
I miss you
Im not happy about you
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