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Kai Nov 5
Nudes, that's what you wanted me to send you
I didn't want to disappoint, so I sent them to you
I was only 11-12
I looked as small as a elf
You were high
Yet, your parents nor did anyone bat an eye
You were 13
I was dating a teen
Who made me feel like looks were what only mattered
You made my life shattered
Even more than it was already
To face the treatment I received
I was deceived
I thought you were going to treat me nice
But all you handed me was a piece of ice
Covered in a sugar coating
But it was slowly rotting
Since day one
You were that someone
That I truly loved
You were that person that I trusted

Nudes were all you wanted
To ****, were all you wanted
I was scared - uncomfortable
So all I put on the table
Was a photo of my upper body without my shirt and only my bra
It made me uncomfortable with just my bra
Though, I didn't want to disappoint
I wish that I could've made a point
That I was still young
Way too young
To do that

I've realized I committed a crime
Without getting a single dime
Out of it
I hated every single second of it
All I wanted was to be loved
And all you wanted was me to be ******
By you
You wanted me to be underneath you

You ***** *******
I keep thinking about it
All the moments
On all months
How did I like someone like you?
Someone as perverted like you?
You're disgusting
You're revolting
You're so lucky I haven't told your mother about anything you did and said
Now that I think about it, I should tell her about all the things you did and said
Your actions can make your life a living hell
And I'll make it even worse than hell
I hope your life becomes shattered
Just like you shattered
Mine.
I hate it. This poem is about my perverted ex(again). He already knew I was going through a really bad episode, yet he continued to do that. He promised he'd stop, yet he didn't. I hate him.
Roy3 Oct 27
I am the girl you see in movies,
portrayed by a woman's body,
I am the kid that wanted to play,
but was shut down for her curves,
I am the one that always hated her body,
for being mature and grown before she was,
I was the child,
that was mad they never got love,
and only ever blamed it on their body,
that movie was almost over,
until i saw darkness in gloom,
i thought it was light so i rushed,
it made me love my body,
it made me forget that times i was hurt,
it made me become the woman my body so badly wanted to be,
a *****,
i found out i was in darkness now in gloom,
tried to go back fast,
but the child that i once was,
is now nothing but gone.
I couldve turned this poem into smth abt an ed but i decided to shape it in the way the was closest to what i was thinking at the time.
Jhené Apr 2023
i fear my perception of love is inadequate.

quick naked pictures,
compliments i drown in.

silent,
hours go by and i feel like a ghost,
invisible to the naked eye,
until i am giving,
and i am seen.
Nyx Lilith Oct 2021
you told me to send a picture
i looked another way
you told me to send a picture
i laughed it away
you told me to send a picture
again and again and again

i cared too much not to cave

i wish my **** form could be sculpted like clay
i tuck my necklace away
i try lip-biting, play with lighting,
hiding
my tan line from last summer

you tell me to send a picture
i have it ready
quivering, quaky fingers
quickly, quietly,
hit send

you tell me i did a good job

when the chat reloads, its gone.


you reply for two more days.
you ghost me.
*******, *****.
Eva Tongali Dec 2020
i remember confiding in you.
telling you about the men who stole from me,
tore apart my flesh,
took everything i had when i was too young to understand i was losing something,
and i remember your face.
your face was filled with pain as you told me it wasn’t my fault,
that i did nothing wrong and there was nothing more i could’ve done,
you were going to be the good i saw in men.

i remember when i told you about the boys who asked me for pictures.
and all of the lies they told to force me into doing it,
saying they would come to my house and do the things that those men had done,
i was afraid.
but when i told you there was promise and hope in your eyes,
comforting me telling me that once again,
i was not to blame.
you were going to be the good i saw in men.

and then you became worse than the men i had told you about.
each and every one.

you said it you wanted me to become comfortable in my body.
you said that you knew how insecure i was and wanted to make me feel better about myself.
you said i had to because if i could do it for other guys, i owed it to him.
you said you were going to **** yourself if i didn’t.

i loved you,
and i think i always will.
you made me realize that there is no good in men,
and for the two years you forced me into submission,
i will never get the part of myself that you stole back.
i just want to learn how to let go of you. but most importantly, i want to learn how to love myself again.

- Eva Tongali
Cathy Devan Apr 2020
She hangs nudes on her wall
Of a society vulnerable
A people helpless
Of a dawn they hope
To array their fears
Their sorrows console
And vanish their misery
©
A naked society...hopeless...Nudes often make you vulnerable in one way or another
The Vault Jul 2019
What gives you the right?
To shame a girl's body
Then stalk her and find all her ***** secrets
To send out pictures not meant for your eyes
To make her shamed to exist
What gives you the right?
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