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Flo 1d
Toy
I fell for love
For every honey-dripping word
Leaving your sweet lips

Lips red like cherries
Sweet and gentle upon touch
Taking me to the gates of paradise

I fell for your intimacy
For your fingers that run down my chest
For the warmth of your body on my own

My heartbeat jumps and raises
Stunned by a beautiful smile
Pounding against the merits of my chest

I took the bate, I called you my own
Mistaking my worth and significance
As I’m just a toy, next to your beloved
One of my older works. I hope you’ll enjoy it!
We sat on a table
Drew cards and called
You got a pair of Aces
I got 7, Queen of spades

I guess with my hand
I'm a lucky girl you have
Little did I know
You got bullets on my back

That's what you get
For the risk of a bet
And that's what I regret
That I took you for granted
little lion Dec 2021
it took ten months for me to look in the mirror
and see the victim that I was always destined to be.

six months ago, I ran from that girl,
from the abuse and the pain and the deceit that she believed to be an unfinished fairytale.

why is it that six months later I still long
for the touch of the woman
that used the very same hands that one loved me
to throw my heart against the closest wall
and shatter it with no hesitation?

why is it that six months later I still have yet to part with the gifts given to me,
not out of love she had for me,
but relief that there was someone filling the gap between her living room couch and the bed her girlfriend occupied upstairs alone?

why is it that six months later I still justify the harsh words, the physical blows, the betrayal as what I deserved
for making her unfaithful
to a girl who was no longer her first,
and only,
love?
a girl that will someday soon be walking down the aisle and saying "i do" to the woman who spent many of her days planning a second future,
not with her,
but with me.


six months later and I still see me, a victim, reflected in my mirror

and I miss her.
LONDIN Dec 2021
How am I dry
When years of anticipation are melting like a glacier?
All I’ve ever wanted
Is standing at the end of my bed
With his cold hands
pulling apart my thighs
So why am I fighting so hard
To get out of my head?
When he looked into my eyes
I saw guilt staring back at me.
When he kissed my lips,
He hated that they tasted unmistakably mine
And not of his lovers.
Our timings never been “okay”,
I should have taken that as a sign
To keep this a fantasy.
little lion Nov 2021
you kissed the ****** scars
that adorned my fingertips,

only to shatter the heart you helped to repair, then leave me to pick up the broken pieces once again.

.

In seven years,
my body will be one that is
untouched by you...

but my heart may not be so lucky.
I never asked you to.
CautiousRain Nov 2021
"God, I really wish she talked like you,
dressed like you;
how do I get her to think like you do?"

Policing her to be like me will never serve you
because the one who does me best, is me.
Be truthful with yourself,
when you ask her to behave like this,
do you dream of me?

You cannot easily transpose my image onto your lover,
because no one else loves like me,
talks like me,
dresses like me,
can transfix in your mind like me.

Do you love her like you love me?
Does she know the blueprint you use to mold her from?
Could she handle knowing what I know?
I appreciate the admiration, but consider what it means for you...
Aquila Oct 2021
The timing wasn't right for us-
But you breaking your arm
And getting cheated on
And making enemies
Does bring a smile to my face.
The timing wasn't right for us-
But karma never sleeps.
i laughed when i found out he got cheated on
jdm Oct 2021
Loving me is easier than you think,
just like a candlelight dinner with poison in your drink.
So, I ask you please never hurt me,
if you do I promise you they'll find your body on the floor.

When two people fall in love, it's beautiful,
but when one cheats on the other,
it's time to grab the kitchen knife,
run into the room and cut out both their eyes.

So, ask yourself a question, should you just take my suggestion,
to avoid all future aggression, I hope that you are listening.
Or we will drive to the mountains, as you're in my trunk pounding,
then I stop and start counting all the bullet holes I fire in you.

Loving me is easier than it seems,
just like the beautiful ocean, drowning as you scream.
So, I ask you please never hurt me,
cause if you do I promise you they'll find your body on the shore.
JDMaraccini
2021

Happy Halloween
Anne Sep 2021
they don't look like me.
those girls
with their *******
and baby teeth.

pink daisy chains,
sweet blubbering.
joyful hearts swollen,
i can feel them.

i smell a childhood memory,
she loves mornings.
the one in red
kisses her puppy,
sleeps in braided hair.

under your gaze,
they'll be paper forever.
and me?
am i tree bark to you?
do i still exist
while i'm gone?

peekaboo.

baby i've called you,
thus baby you've become.
my ******* are sore,
i've run dry of milk.

photographs don't bleed.
**** on something else for dinner.
but i insist,
keep tripping over
that tail of yours.
i find it rather funny.
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