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Mar 2015
Twin Flame, I think not.
Just Needed an alibi to be insane.

I used you for your spark
Your ungodly fiery flame

You gleamed me in the eyes
the Heat rose up inside

Like a million Butterflies
attached to electric shocks

In the mirror I stare
At all I am and never lived to be

I saw you in me... me in you.

I breathed you in over and over again.
Yet my bed is still with him.

Did I ****** you,
Lure you with my mind.

With my *** demon smiling on the inside
saying everything is fine.

I stalk, I prey, I conquer. men are easy.

Did I need to feel you to take part in your flame.
Now my lioness got caught in the game.

Claws drawn waiting to dig in..
The rest of me needing to pull away.

So I told him its over but in bed we lay.
Not touching with nothing to say.

I feel for another is what I should say.
Truth is I am a coward who needs the tension and release.

Why must I play this Game.
My thoughts are hurting My weary Head.
Quinchet
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Quinchet  Allentown, PA
(Allentown, PA)   
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