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Apr 2017
There is a woman to my right
She has peacock feathers tattooed
To the tops of her chest
I haven't showered today
A sense of relief and defeat
The greatest embers of disappointment
I tried to show you all of me
And your rebuttal was that
You weren't enough
But really it was you
And your insecurities
Your deepest fears
That laid their empty heads
On the soul of me hoping
You would forever be my touch stone.

We watched the tape
Back to back
I picked through
Wondering how to seriously
Be better for you
Logic at the tips of
My oozing freedom, sensuality
Artistry
And the disappointment
For the life I hoped we were on our way
To building
Gone
And I don't know
That they ever fully
Existed.

Mickey Mouse
I twirled into the axis of my own world
I was fun for you for a while
But in the end
You let your mask off
Only to say
You're too much woman
I cannot accept all of you
You're just too much.

So I left and went
The world cries tears today
And in the height of my family crisis
You held me in moments
Only to watch me go
With a sense of regret
I know you will forever
Remember.
OnwardFlame
Written by
OnwardFlame  Los Angeles, CA
(Los Angeles, CA)   
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       kim, Drunk poet and lucy winters
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