What hell I take
for the sake of one smile
for the sake of one kiss
or one hug
or one anything
from my somebody.
Somebodys came and went
as did my loneliness
and as did my pain.
And the emptiness insued.
And the emptiness subsided.
And my heart cried for more
yet recieved no such comfort.
Days of confusion.
Days of hatred.
Daze of happiness.
Daze of right.
No one heard me
and then someone heard me--
listening--
promptly telling me to shut the fuck up.
Rollercoaster.
Today I'm high.
Tomorrow I'm screwed.
The next I'm loopy.
Maybe next week I'll plummit.
I need somebody.
I have somebody.
They're mine.
They're not mine.
And the end of the day
when I lie in bed
alone
or not
I know...
I'd rather be somebody's whore
than nobody's anything.
Author notes
Yeah. So I was talking to a friend at about 3:45 this morning and I was talking about my latest obsession (as in people) and I talked about how complicated we were and how much it sucked to be the other woman in the relationship, yet how wonderful it could be. And I found myself say as I described my beautiful disaster and our situation "I'd rather be somebody's whore than nobody's anything" quote, end quote. So I thought... Yeah. That's a poem. haha
probably tmi. but that's my story.
... and i'm sticking to it...
A contest entry
- personal by Melissa Gayle.
800 points, ended July 24, 2008, 20 entries
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Comments
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Deep emotions of longing
"I'd rather be somebody's whore than nobody's anything". That line sums up your poem perfectly, such longing and desire, not knowing what tomorrow will bring, every moment cherished in this rollercoaster ride. Yeah it must be tough being the other in a relationship.
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What beautiful longing in this poem
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I have to comment on your author notes - the whore or nothing part, I am sorry that you feel that way. Everyone deserves someone but they also deserve to be that someone's first. I hope that you find someone who will care for you as you should be cared for.
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