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your witty remarks
and hearty jokes
aren't very funny

i thought i'd tell you
before things got
out of hand

i don't appreciate you
calling me
"sweetheart"
"baby"

or
"darling"
you are no one to me
and those
nicknames are
reserved
for those who
actually know
how to treat me
as a human
not a plaything

just because
i was born a certain gender
does not
give you the right
to feel like
you have the right
to call me
what you want
and treat me
as you please

my ******
(yes, i spoke the forbidden, sue me)
does not
make me
better
or more
than any
other human
with
any other
*** organs

so next time
you're about to
open that
big mouth of yours
or
put your
arm around my shoulders
or
wink at me
you'd better
think
twice

i'm using
my words
nicely
but
i'm not
always going to be
so nice

unlike what you said earlier
i'm not overreacting
this is a natural response
to everyday sexism
and just because
society has become used to it
adapted to it
accepted it
does not mean
i will give in
or give up
or ever conform
to these
downright disgusting norms

i am a woman
that does not make me
inferior
to those of other genders
nor
am i superior
to anyone
well...
except, maybe,
**you
// thank you, doctor, for showing me that no amount of education can take the filth out of a sexist barbarian //
you miss him deeply at 3am
when you're by yourself, all alone

but even more so

at 3pm when you're surrounded by people,
but are still *all alone
// you're not just late night lust, you're early morning love too //
going back in time
revisiting the past
memory after memory
if someone were to
appear on my timeline
so often
i'm glad
that someone
is you
// i won't hold my tongue, i'm not okay without you here //
i need
caffeine,
***
& sleep

*[note: items have been listed in order of importance]
// 12 hour shifts got you like //
one word from him
means so much more
than one hundred from you
// nothing to relive, its water under the bridge //
that warm winter night
the stars they shined so bright
but they were still no match
for the twinkle in her eye
// i miss stargazing almost as much as i miss stargazing with you //

inspired by: http://hellopoetry.com/poem/1282628/prickly-pear/
time  
goes  
by
&
love
dies
but
not     
with
you
&
i
// because sometimes you get tired of writing about deep feelings & dark nights; trying something different for a change //
mistakes**
i am sewn together by mistakes
// hamartia //
is it crazy to sometimes wish
that we'd never gotten together
in the fear of
having to one day be apart?
// so tell me, is the low or is this the high? //
what saddens me is the fact
that we only get one life
when, infact,
there are so many lives
i still want to try on
// i feel so constrained //
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