Do you see me? Do you see who I am besides what between my thighs, do you see my eyes filled with fire. Or my mind filled with idea begging to be touched? Or do you only see the three word sign to go, 'use me dead' it says; use me until it kills me inside. I understand how it was fun but didn't you see the pain it left inside. "Friends" you said, but friends don't talk to friends only when they want their sex. Words are just words and actions are everything is what you taught me. So I will not be that "friend" and I'm breaking my sign and changing it into go; go, leave, you don't deserve this pain. So thank you, you have taught me this.
YOU ARE READING
These broken words
PoetryRandom short quips about love, pain, and healing. Follow my journey and maybe you'll even find a way to heal also.
