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SamanthaX
Poems
Jun 2019
Chapter V Buried in Concrete Roses
26.
Why I am
the way I am?
I would tell you
but I can’t
I’m on the run
I’m a convicted
felon
If I told
you
my real name
They would
hunt you
down too
Tycoon of concrete roses
Call me the iconic Muse
God gave me
one look
Six days
later
I made this
world
for you
Day seven
we kicked
back
You showed
me seven
ways
to make me
scream
for the
heavens
Universal *******
for two
I’ll definitely
burn in Hell
Or spend real
time in a
prison cell
This is me
at my finest
drastic dramatic
Cameras flashing
get to dress
classy
steal some
new shoes
got some TV
interviews
Get ready world
for
The Art of *****
act two
27.
Played Russian
roulette
fully loaded
gun
Pistol whip
Watching blood
drip
really turns
me on
Why didn’t I
go on the run?
I like getting
punished
for the bad
things
I’ve done
When I get
caught
One hand on
the bible
one hand on
my heart
Judge asking
if I’m ashamed
of the crimes
I did commit
Asks why
such a nice
girl
did it
to begin
with
My sweet
innocent
voice
sharp like
a whip
replies
no lies
“why the hell not?
only heaven knows
why I lit that
fire up
and the sins
I’ve committed
lying in bed
with a god”
Judge looks at
the guard
he gives a
small nod
“release this
queen
take off
her cuffs”
“can you put
them
back on?
I like it
when
the cops
rough
me up
Slap me around
I ain’t never
gonna talk”
In the court
house
I lit
that
***** up
28.
Oh Lord
why didn’t you
buy me that
Mercedes benzs?
I had to call up
the Devil
Got the keys
to his
Lexus instead
Tried to give
him
my soul
but he’s to
scared
to own that
Said I’m going
to have to
learn to do
as I’m told
God told him
to say that
Said to find
me a few
rich men
Learn to use
my words
to entice them
I’ll be their
1970s *******
centre fold
Living on a
cover
is the only
way
I’ll ever
be owned
I’ll spend
the rest of
my days
in a haze
of old
lovers perfume
Waiting for you
Staring in
that
two way
vanity
that vintage
mirror
that drove me
to insanity
29.
Why was I
scared
to question
your natural
ways
Questions I ask
can cause
hurricanes
My Tsunami
of tears
would make
your heart
break
I knew one day
I would ask you
to leave when
I want you to
stay
I gave you
free will
So go or stay
Board up
my door
Nail it
all down
Take shelter
in the
cellar
Flood gates
breaking down
Digging a moat
so my heart
won’t drown
I can’t afford
another perfect
storm
Now I watch
gentle summer
rain
kiss my
window pane
Praying for
the day
you come back
and kiss
my pain
away
30.
Why am I
still living
in layers
of heaven
so deep?
In layers
of you
layers of
me
Layers of
what
could of
been
Mostly I stay
in layers
of hell
Layers of
what I want
things
to be
Still so
layered
in you so
deep
Last call at
the bar
I’m in so
deep
I’m taking
shots of
the sea
I’m sinking
I’m drinking
Got ran out
for making
this place a
dry town
Try to find
peace
with whatever
stranger
carries me
out
This bed feels
familiar
only because
I’m praying
I’m saying
“oh god don’t stop.”
Praising
the right
heavens
I’m saying
your name
instead
31.
Why I know
the day
I die
They’ll make
that day
a holiday
The world forever
will remember
my name
A Holy Saint
A Goddess reincarnated
A daughter of Titans
I’m all grown up
now I’m claiming
my birth right
The world
in my palm
this time
only I
own my hand
Make my grave
a national museum
Babe if I never
do see you
again
I want to say
thank you
From the moment
you walked in
you saved me
from sin
Let me call you my
Jesus
Remember where
you were
when
I asked if
it’s true
When you said
yes babe
I really do
love you
Where did you
read the
first words
I sent
Remember when
I said
Sorry babe
But
I gotta go
I’m making my
life a living
work of
art
Written by
SamanthaX
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