So it's out
My secret was a cloudy starless night
in an alley absent of streetlight
I knew him for two days
Both of us in our teens
hormonal and lusting for love
"Don't you have any respect for yourself?"
The answer came to my mind easy
It was air gushing from a ball stuck with pins
A cheap hooker on the corner awaiting her next lay
It tasted orange tangerine and tickled my tongue
between my quivering lips riddled with fear at this confrontation
No
I was a scared little girl again
finally confronting the monsters under her bed
w i t h o u t mommy
It's funny how two simple letters can do so much damage to one's voicebox
For you were speechless
A deer in the headlights
I began again
but rather than shaking with fear there was a hint of salsa
Saucy like taco bell
It's hard to respect yourself
when you're programmed with self-hated
crawling on egg shells at birth, fear is all you've known
and disrespect was all you've been shown,
mother dearest
My reply was a sizzling sip of whiskey
It left a burning sensation in your throat
It must have been too much to handle
'cause I seen you scrunch up your nose
I was the fool asking stupid questions while answers danced in my face
You were a bitter pitbull never played with
trained to inflict pain
I was the crystal ball at carnivals,
clear and well aware of what was coming
You were the ice queen,
your frosty unloving glove smacked my cheek
But don't fret
I'll lie and tell everyone I scraped myself skating
Author notes
This summer I was caught messing around with my friend Dylan's friend in Dylan's house. Dylan's dad caught me and the guy and almost told my mother. This is how I dreamed the conversation would have went.
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Beautiful
Imagery is powerful, use of phrases cleaver. I liked how you used the phase "saucy like taco bell" and I loved this phrase the most because I've been there
"It's hard to respect yourself
when you're programmed with self-hated
crawling on egg shells at birth, fear is all you've known
and disrespect was all you've been shown,
mother dearest"
Very Powerful, well done!!
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Thank you for the comment and taking the time to read my poem. :]
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This is brilliant writing. Your imagery is vivid and fresh. Thank you very much for entering my contest.
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Thank you for the silver.
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Wow, this poem is written amazingly. Your words and emotions are just perfect, i am so sorry that you have had to be in a position like that. My favourite stanza has to be 'It's hard to respect yourself
when you're programmed with self-hated
crawling on egg shells at birth, fear is all you've known
and disrespect was all you've been shown,
mother dearest'
I think probably becasue i can relate to it so well.
THis is an amazing write. THank you so much for entering into my contest
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Thank you for the kind comment.
Good luck in the judging.
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This poem is written very well, and you use some amzing metaphors and imagery to tell your story. What teenager doesn't make bad judgements from time to time? That is how we learn and grow. You did a great job with this write. Blessings, Patty
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Thank you.
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