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Oct 2017
For a moment there
I was seduced
because
her breast
was a
CANCER
to my
awareness
because I lost my sense of self
and who I was
and what I should be doing,
truly a victim
of them,
but moreso,
due to
what seemed
to be
her...
BE-YOU-tifully
intelligent.

But it was all smoking mirrors
of errors and "a" let down
with turning smiles
now made upside
down.

Deceived
of my
self.

No on else to blame.

Now,
as I sat
down,
with my head down,
from the let down,
it was the bottom
that I rediscovered my sense,
regaining my source of
strength...

...and as I walked away
looking over my shoulder
slightly to the right,
I was sad from the thought
that she too was lost...

...and only time
was able to convey this

Truth.
Dwayne Eugene Littleton
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