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Give me more she said my lord
Oh give me more I'm such a *****.
Give me more She said my lord
Oh give me more hes such a bore.

Flowers don't grow with an ice witch narcissism.
Tell me did it hurt when you got your circumcision?

Assassin heart sharp shooting harlot
Tear every part your letters scarlet.

Don't trust me, I can't see
The lie was blind and I live by instinct

with every fruit i take a leaf
then its gone and then I leave.

Blows to know the dangers of the cold
but it goes to show your true colors when your old.......
This is a song i wrote out of frustration with infidelity and people i am close with dealing with it.
Allison Hoswell Jun 2019
She needs strength to not hit send
To not open what had closed
To focus
Right and wrong never felt so gray
She wants to love him
She wants to forget all the lies
She wants to believe he’s changed
And he has
He’s actually better than before
He’s focused
She’s excited
He’s back plus more
This is good
But there’s a wave of confusion
And it only takes a moment
To be washed away from him
The current is strong
The focus is gone
She’s drifting to a safer place
Wrote this while trying to rebuild with my boyfriend who cheated and lied. He’s doing so much better and we’re happy and stronger, but I’m nervous it’s not enough for me. That what has been destroyed cannot be fixed. I’m so back and forth.
Allison Hoswell Jun 2019
Pt1
And just like that I’m drifting
Drifting to a safer place
An unknown space
In the sea of love

Pt2
Our home has burned
We loved, we learned
It’s time to rebuild
But it cannot be filled
Not the same at least
I leave in peace
Slow steady pace
Drifting to a safer place
Cardboard-Jones Jun 2019
It’s the right time to fall asleep
And remember...everything.
We can start again, I’m so over this…....I wish.

We're so destructive with lack of care.
Douse the fire that we claim we need but instead,
Lie awake, eyes on the wall.
Every night, there is a chance, such an obvious chance
We're making a mistake,
But we denounce our logic.
Lights out, open thighs... ...I won’t regret this.

Get a phone call from our significant’s
Ignore it, and their pain increases.
And we fade into this secret world
That we forged through infidelity.
I recall the sweetest sin you said... ...baby it’s just a kiss.

And now we're changing
The future in my bed sheets,
Leaving a trail of bleeding hearts.
I shoulda burned you out of my mind
A long time ago, but I’m fixed on you
Like an addict….
...I think I’m gonna be sick.
13-17 Jun 2019
The love is supposed to be sweet
With the roots in your soul and your mind
But everything dances in rhythm
Of infidel
L
O
V
E
Jason Adriel Jun 2019
you lied, I said, you lied to me
I have dressed myself to look pretty
who do you think it's for?
why, for me, of course, he said
his eyes searched elsewhere for beauty
Franz, my one and only Franz,
am I the one and only Clarissa for you? I asked
you waited
tick
tock
tick
tock
yes, yes you are! you said
the golden sun ripped through the blinds
you let out a sigh, a very sad one
and we spent the rest of the day
staring at each other
not knowing what to say
not knowing where to start
forgetting how to kiss and make up
must we, in this wave of falseness, lay?
a poem of infidelity.
Sarah Adams May 2019
I drew the curtains back
It shed light on the shadows that had been following me
It answered my questions of fidelity  
The light spilled in and it rang like a bell

I answered to it’s call, it’s resonance beckoning to draw a line
I allowed for the divide to separate us

It’s path was immediately opened up
A large trench ripping through the earth
A huge void in the space where we were once connected

You threw hatchets of lies to try and get to me
Seeking a dangerous approach to get back on the other side
On my side

Standing my ground and siding with truth,
I left you there

It was then you took up painting
Trying to render the whole picture
- biased and ill interpreted

Painting me
black
red
dead

That’s no portrait at all
Richard Yeans Apr 2019
"Billie Jean is not my lover."
But she tells me differently
In private.
Now, however, there's a baby
Carrying her impulsive libido
Inside of it.

A matryoshka of folly
Long nights of Texas ***** and blow
Multiple partners, that's fine, just tell me!
But please let your other suitors know
That you aren't the only one
Carrying their load.

My heart sunk, believe me,
When I drove over to your house.
And it pained me to see
Your face, for the first time,
Unable to make an expression.

One, two, three vicodin
Four, five, six at a time
Seven concluded your session.

I found you wandering the eerily-still
Streets,
Even though it was a beautiful afternoon.
I love you so much, but please...
Don't die.  I'm not in the mood.
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