Oh it’s so beautiful
Oh it’s so tragic
My little lost star,
wrapped in glimmering, wispy scarves
I long to unravel you
to caress your ridges with my tongue
you taste like a chemical wasteland
your lips are so toxic
and maybe it’s a three second infatuation
but damn it, I want you
you mock my intelligence
you mock my existence
with your fake tan and clean lines
you help me forget all that should not be forgotten
I reach and grab youI tear off your clothing
I wish to taste your distracting scent
the scent that lures the faint hearted out from bed
the young, innocent mindsleading them to you
the seductress, the temptress
the taste is not nearly as sweet
but I don’t care
I am addicted.
But once you are inside of me
I hate you
I hate you
I hate you
you have poisoned me
deadly siren, luring a sad, young soul from their boat and into the sea
forever searching for your beautiful voice
you disgust me
I want to vomit
I want to cry
I want you again.
I reach up into the candy bowl, and unwrap another Starburst.
YOU ARE READING
My Little Lost Star
PoetryYou know when you just can't stop eating candy? The first person POV of a candy addict, told in the form of a poem.