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And When You’re Wearing Rubber You’re Immune To Our Electricity

The pastels of my face
Reflect the transparency of my heart
Go ahead, get an X-ray baby,
I promise nothings there.

/\/\____________________________

So much for my erratic heartbeat
It got lost in the silence of my shattered heart

The DNR shining on the bracelet hanging
From my pallid, tiny wrist says it all

Do Not Resuscitate
(unless he’s the one to give me CPR)

Because honey I’m just another teenage junkie
And I could use a little mouth to mouth,
But even more skin on skin

The friction we used to make in my bed
Is my only memory

A little hormonal girl
(with a wild side nobody expected)
Yea baby,
    That’s me.

And you aren’t here to soothe my needs
(a little lust and a lot more love)

You’re my own kind of heroin
    I’m caught up on you
Drug me up baby,
  That’s all I need
More drugs (more you in me)

Its funny how you loved me while we were in between
My satin sheets, huh baby?
I guess you never meant the thousands of ily’s you slurred.


_______________________________

And the day you crushed my heart
With your words (text)

My world crumbled

.The.End.

Author notes

Yea, this one is pretty personal. So long story short, i was engaged to the guy i wanted to spend the rest of my life with. He lead me on for about a month and cheated on me, he sent me a text last week saying it was over and he wouldnt tell me why or anything more than that. He couldnt tell me to my face. Ive spent the last 3 years of my life loving him and hes spent the last 3 years of his life pretending to love me for the sex. se la vie.

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  • ThnxsForTheMmrs-x-
    December 4, 2008

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    I really love, this, every freakin' part. the titles great too.

    Very creative i like the

    /\/\____________________________

    for the heart rate moniter or what ever its called is my guess

    but yea. great job (Y)


  • albinoblacksheep720
    December 1, 2008

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    Aw... That sucks

    I feel sorry for you. I hate it when that happens. Your poem is so real. I feel the pain. I like it. No, love it. Because it's so real and personal. Poetry is a emotional diary. I'm glad you shared this. Great job!


  • lianna27
    November 26, 2008

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    omg! u left me speechless..great job and im srry about the guy...u know one time iwas so tired of them i was like screw this im going girls but i r eali didnt lol but it was still funny...i wish u the best great job


  • baconlicious112
    November 26, 2008

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    God, I hate guys like that.
    Really amazing and deep poem.
    I wish I could write like that.
    If you ever need someone to talk to, I can relate.


  • lillypilly
    November 26, 2008

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    this is really good... the flow is great... it's not a style i usually like but it's something ive started to drift into lately..all that sux about it is that you had to go thru wat you did
    great job
    keep em coming
    .pix


  • ruthie fallen angel
    November 26, 2008

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    wow i love this poem its very emotional and pure
    that sux bout ur ex tho my sympathy goes out to you


  • JustsimplyKatiee.
    November 26, 2008

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    Wow. This is an amazing piece! So full of emotions! I love this piece! Like alot! Great job. Keep wrtieing. Can't want to read more!
    x[[♥]]x
    and ♥
    Katiee.

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