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Jul 2013
good for nothing
******* *****
you take off your clothes and nothing more
you crave the validation of others
yes you will do anything
for it

where are you going, little girl?
what the **** is your plan, little darling?
what do you plan on doing after your looks
f a d e
and no one wants you anymore.?.

you silly silly girl
thinking your body is
untouchable
disgusting
yet still using it as a *** object
objectifying yourself
and scratching at your insides
in the middle of the night


what possesses you to
come home
and look at yourself in the mirror
and pinch the parts that
you can pinch
and grab the parts that
you can grab
and pull at the parts that
your lover loves to pull
yet you would do anything
to pull off

little brat
why do you still wake up every morning
and put your two feet
on that measuring metal
that you know will dictate
the rest of your day.

lower number
lower stress
higher number
and anxiety sets

the same insane routine
yet you do nothing towards an end

inside the deep dark tunnel i go
stretching myself out to every person i know
i'll concern myself with their issues so i don't have to think about my own

-my problem-
how many more friends are you going to
lose over this ******* madness
how many more times are you going to yell at people
for being brainwashed
by the society that
has already brainwashed
you
gutted you to the core
stabbed you through the heart
made you think that you are nothing more
than an object to sell
to be looked at
to be ….used….
just a bunch of parts

you stupid little ******* *****
when is this going to end?
when are you going to realize that maybe
maybe
you are something more
than the tangible parts of your skin
feel the raw emotions coming from within

those fingernails can dig and dig through your lover's skin
but they will never find what they are looking for

and those eyes can roll as far back into your head as the pleasure allows
but they will still never see inside your soul.
Deana Luna
Written by
Deana Luna  Seattle, WA
(Seattle, WA)   
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