Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
May 2014
The black thunder has never scared me
I have always preferred the dark
dancing in the rain
to try to catch a lightning beam
I don't mind the pain
that's just the tip of my ****** up.

I'm rough around the edges
used to violence and lies
kept alone and in the shadows
I have bad skin and crooked teeth
but I aim to please.

Every single man in my life has done me wrong
many women have done the same
I believe my trust issues cause enormous walls
that no one has ever tried to climb
instead enjoying the endless hoops I jump through.

Hidden behind
the stretch marks and the scars,
the bloodshot brown eyes and the big nose,
the creaky bones and chronic nausea,
the haircut I give myself and the Norwegian eyebrows,
is a heart that is waiting to be unlocked.
Still trying to learn about
and appreciate the good things about me.
might add more later.
Shiloh
Written by
Shiloh  33/F/Oregon
(33/F/Oregon)   
753
     --- and ---
Please log in to view and add comments on poems