Liquid blue eyes
I describe them over and over
Each poem of you, holding that picture
Your soft lips brushing against mine
It’s the short kisses I capture most deeply
When you brush my lips and walk away I feel hurt
When you press your pink lips to mine
When you hold me in your arms with our lips pressing
That’s where I know you love me
I can’t begin to explain the feeling you give me
That fucking sensation in my gut
It piss’s me off, don’t get me wrong
Its love, and I love it, it’s love and I love it’s source, you
But it makes me go crazy when I’m not with you
It makes me feel tingly and warm
I hear a loud ringing in my ears
That damn ringing never stops
Close my eyes I see you
Block my ears the ringing grows
He used me
I was the youngest of his victims
I was the fourteen year old virgin
Now my virginity trophy sits on his mantle
I’m still the youngest of his victims
He was two years older than me
He used me
When I was the only damn one who would listen
The hate for him swells over my love for you
My hands shake with furry
It’s not what he did, but the stupidity that he doesn’t know what he caused
You loved me
I was the little sister of an older brother who you knew
Just like the bastard who fucked me up
I was the victim of his lies, yet you weren’t aware at the time
Now I’m held in your arms
I’m not that girl anymore
I’m the more fucked up version
Parden my French
But if I spoke this to your face
You’d see how much peer rage and spite I hold for that prick
You’re two and a half years older than me
You loved me
You love me
When I’m the broken girl who doesn’t have anything to give
People say you’re a ‘Pedi’
But that bastard was the Pedi damn it!
I slept with you because I loved you
I slept with you because I wanted to
I slept with him because I had no choice
I slept with him because I was afraid
Who’s the Pedi now?
Who’s the victim, who should be convicted?
I love you, he’s nothing
Don’t let those other people turn you against me
I’m young, yet I need you
He used me, he took advantage of me
You never have, you never could
Love is good
Author notes
Ugh I don't know what this mess is, it's like every other love poem. Yet it's different in a way because I can feel the feeling's so raw and so stressful. Sometimes the same word's can have so many different meanings...
Comments
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Oh, dear, this is such an emotional piece. Torn between two men, between love and hate. I felt myself going from left to right or up and down and I couldn't stop the motion. Wow, this is definitely an outstanding piece.
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Wow
Such strong and raw and angry emotions
Very honest
Great poem


