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Sep 2017
If I told you how it was
Just because
About the women I knew
What would you do
How it made me
This possession sexually
Nothing more than a fling
How I didn't mean a thing
Reflected my cold heart
Our intentions weren't so far apart
Somewhat fortunate to be clear
With no emotions in here
All the late nights melt
Not once I felt
Compelled to ask for more
Love didn't live here anymore
As if it did before
But as exciting as it was
I changed because
They would treat me as a toy
In their selfish collection this bad boy
When I was younger I didn't mind
Now I'm older this I find
After all the years flying by
Being alone is no way to die
Been told I'm not the relationship guy
I wish I knew why
Should it matter to me now
If there is change how
Frankie Castro
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Frankie Castro  M/California
(M/California)   
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