You disgust me,
Using me as a tool
For your dominating fantasies;
I’m not to be devoured
By your salacious eyes
And slathering lips.
I’m no innocent creature
Small and submissive,
To use as you please
And discard like debris.
I’m not a delicacy,
A sweetly candied flower;
Take a bite of me,
And you would taste
I’m sour -
My skin like a rind
Tough from abuse
Years of misuse,
Treat me with respect
Or don’t waste my time.
- Author: SerenWise ( Offline)
- Published: February 13th, 2019 09:57
- Category: Unclassified
- Views: 56
- Users favorite of this poem: JaydeVictoria, Amherrera1190, trin
Comments5
Wow I absolutely love this.
Feels really raw and emotive.
I liked
I'm not to be devoured by your salacious eyes
Especially.
Starred...x
Shame that there are those among us who make us feel this way sometimes. There is anger lurking in your words... and rightly so.
Powerful i relate to the message. 💯👍
Powerful!
Oh' sweet thing, you aint bitter by any chance are ya....
told as is and told real well... cheers, Neville
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