I know you don’t doubt my love
but I know there are days I make you wonder.
Just know that I write about it all the time.
Thank you so much in advanced. :)
Ive been naked for an hour eating ice pops.
What has my life become?
When he isn’t here my heart twinges with a longing
that is too painful to even verbalize.
Beneath the aching heart in her chest
lays the dormant soul of a poor girl put to rest.
repulsed by what she sees in her reflection
as her fingertips tip toe over each of her imperfections
that she so badly wants corrected
because God don’t like ugly, or flawed complexions
and she needs to be beautiful, in order to get to heaven
so she curses her blessings
and diminishes her imperfections
with hair bleach, contacts and cosmetics
because at sixteen, she will no longer be rejected
by the same boys that teased her since she was seven
this time her body was no longer a gift but her weapon
showcasing herself with short skirts and flaunted midsection
in the pursuit of perfection
lays the stolen soul of a poor girl put to rest
by a man twice her age who only wanted her for sex.
I find myself looking for autumn leaves
in the inervening months when summer weather is still more like spring
and the laughing chatter of butterfly wings
cause me to reminsce on a much simpler time
where I could fill a notebook
with a rhapsody of emotion
intead of burrowing my face
into a pillow inhabited by pools
of wanted attention
I effortlessly let stream down my cheeks but
never letting escape from my lips.
Throw it up
Throw it up.
On a better note my boyfriend is turning 21 years old in a few minutes.
Today was the day from hell.
Heading to school. blah. Gotta ge this finacial aid stuff situated then to make some money.
Anyone want to talk to me?
My skype is THINKMESTRANGE
Lets chat. We don’t have to webcam.