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I am liberated by the fact that my humanness doesn't take away from what I have to offer and give.
Hear me loud,
Hear me roar,
For I am here in my truth.
I allow love to wash all over me,
Accepting the darkness and lightness of it all.
I flow with the waves and always chasing the sun.
For you are my optimism of sunlight.
I am destructive,
Any sign of peace, gone, deceased.
Dread. All in my head.
The weight of last night,
Contriving illusions, harsh hands,
Forged “good” mask the fatal.
I would look into eyes
Rather replaying, I dive.
Holding on longer.
I suppose I should feel sad but I don't
You always put a lot on me so hard to say no
Oh and you know all of what you done
I wish I could say it was once but it was twice
Maybe even more the whole night was a real nightmare
Too handsy for your age, where is your wife?
You’re so gross, you snake, as you think you are making your way
I wonder how many girls you twisted to play your games
Now you pay as you watch years dissipate
Overnight one passionate day
I wish I could say I was sorry but I am not.
Chapter Three: The Whistleblower
Come to me
It’s not what it’s all out to be
Letters my love
Can only go so far
You are not the right one
A hard one to swallow
But true
Time to let go
But here is to you
Cannabidiol
My plant extract
You make life a little more sweeter
You make breathing a little smoother
Now no boy can do that
This is a commemoration
Of our bodies lying out by design
Because of you.
Chapter Two: Massage Beds and Therapy Sessions
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