it is a burden to have a body
my body is gnarly and sore
my body has been possessed and tortured
it never feels enough and it never feels alone
my body as a vessel to hold my youth
its all he may ever see in me
beyond my little girl quirks
he knows those will deminish with my old lady bitterness just like it did with his wife.
i have begun feeling the weight of a woman on my shoulders.
young girls feel this when they realize they cant afford immaturity.
my best friend held my hair and called me beautiful while i ****** her the other night.
i let him call me a ****, and a ***** because he asks nicely.
i worry about the fact that i only feel pretty when he wants to be rough with me.
my body wants still to be possessed and tortured
she isnt used to it any other way
my body is sluggish, and uncertain
my body is crying for help
i dont know if i can help my body
it is a burden to have a body