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Talley Jan 2018
why does my jaw
drop at white guys
with joggers and
backwards baseball caps?
or at some basic uni boy
who hasn't got it
on with a black
girl yet...
why is it so
surprising to me
that they hit and run
and leave absolutely
nothing? yet they beg
me to stay when their exclusive
bae finds a new party
or some casual *******.
Talley Nov 2017
i am not your princess
you should not be holding on
to me
i am not your savior
you should’ve know that...
i can’t even rescue me
you wanna broken girl
till you wind up in her world
till you end up breaking glass and dishes
because her ambiance is fading
and you can’t meet any of her
hundreds of wishes
you wanted a broken girl
that’s what you said
you wanted a broken girl
to escape your own head
Talley Nov 2017
i feel like i'm
only good enough
when i'm *******
somebody,
                   some man,
some one,
                   some ungrateful ****,
just for fun.
one that will forget about
me once we're done,
or he's done, but that
won't matter
because he won't
tell any one.
unless he's one of
those who just can't
move on.
or one who insists that it
didn't matter to him
or any of his previous failed loves.
every so often, he will give me
the option of not lying on my stomach.
so i don't have to bite my tongue for
the sake of his own blood and his
poor unfortunate soul.
Talley Aug 2017
i will watch you
  endlessly, hopelessly, and gradually
i will hide you from the evils of
  the world
i will not forget that they can hide
  next door
or on your bedroom floor
   even if your daddy's little girl.
Talley Aug 2017
how did i do it
how did i keep it in for so long?
a covered, zippered mouth told no one.
they know not of the late nights
that featured sharp bites from metal
teeth before daylight.
or the constant replays
of your love bites
that i continuously hid
on weekdays for your sake, because
my parents hatred for you went
both ways.
Talley Aug 2017
i never knew that
i'd wear jealousy
so well
that my veil would
perfectly match my
broken in heels
or that my eyes would be smoked
with various fumes
or that when i spoke
your world would continue
to move
unlike the first time
that i met you.
Talley Jul 2017
there will be a boy. a boy who values your presence. values your worth. it will come to you as a surprise at first. it will make your brain constantly turn, and wonder why he has not yet reached for what is yours. why his smile is genuine…why his faith is unbreakable…why he is even there. you will begin to wonder if he is playing you. if he really loves your hair. if he really can love you if you lack here and there. but do not question. you are so used to lust that you have come to believe that love is overdue. that he will walk out on you just like your father used to. you fear that you will become a collectible, a limited edition, with no money-back guarantees. and that he will leave you just like he found you. heart re-stitched upon your sleeve.
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