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Virtuous May 2018
Don't tell me I'm pretty
Tell me that I'm passionate
That I have drive
Tell me that I make you laugh
That I know how to make your day better
Don't tell me I seem nice
Tell me that I'm kind and compassionate
Tell me that I'm not afraid to dream and to dream big
Don't tell me I'm perfect
Tell me the you love me despite my flaws
That you want to spend the rest of your life with me
Don't tell me I'm beautiful
Tell me that you'll be faithful and forever true
Virtuous May 2018
Come and have a seat
There's plenty to eat and drink
The table set with only the finest
the tea reaching our heads like a virus

Welcome to the Toxic Tea Party
Where sanity exists hardly
Every guest here has a story
Some sad, pathetic and gory
Many of them told to put it away
To live everyday the same
But here you can be anything you want
The acting can finally stop

So pull out a chair and your story we'll hear
You'll find that you're not alone my dear

Have a scone and a sip of our tea
And slowly lose your grip on reality
Virtuous Sep 2017
If I had no flesh
Would you take my heart?
If your fingers couldn't search my body
Would you search my soul?
If my lips couldn't reach yours
Would my name still be written on your heart?
If I had no voice
Could you hear me crying out your name?
Virtuous May 2017
You wanted to play with my body
But my heart wasn't enough?
To push and pull me the way you did
And then disappear of the grid
Without so much as a word or goodbye
To leave me here wondering why
What did I ever do?
I wasn't expecting it all to end so soon
I'm hurt and angry too
And yet I can't help but miss you
Would you think I was crazy
If I told you I wanted to see you again
I wonder if I ever will and if so when?
And if I do I don't know what I would say
I've imagined different scenarios for that day
Would I yell until the tears came streaming down?
Would I be speechless without a sound?
Would I wrap my arms around your neck and press your lips against my own?
All these things to be guessed and not known
Virtuous May 2017
Behind every pretty word
Was a secret motive
Until that motive wasn't so secret anymore
All these mind games left me confused and unsure
I tried to play the game to the best of my ability
Until it came at the cost of my peace and tranquility
Virtuous May 2017
Do you see me?
Or do you see what I can do for you?
Do you see me?
Or do you only see what I'm capable of?
Do you see me?
Or do you see a set of values different from your own?
Do you see me?
Or do you see someone you want to cry to and never want to share a laugh with?
Do you see me?
Or do you see a pretty face and body you want to **** with?
Do you see me?
Or do you see the offensive language I just used?
Do you see me?
Or do you see who I used to be?
Do you see me?
Or do you see who you want me to be?
Do you see me?
Virtuous Feb 2016
Flipping through the pages
Of this book
Wishing I could rewrite some of the chapters
That have unfortunately been written in permanent ink
Some of these things are hard to read
Hard to speak
There’s more to this story
Than the cover cares to share

Editing is not an option
New chapters need to be written
But it appears I have writer's block

Don't know how to continue this story
Don't know how to move on
I'm unsure and I'm sorry
But it appears I have writer's block

There's so many directions
That this story can take
I can't seem to think of a single one
Should be easy to make
But it appears I have writer's block
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