All these words
Swirling around in my head…
I have so much to say
But I don't know how
I feel like such a failure lately
All I've heard
Is how little I'm worth
And if it's such a popular opinion
Surely it's true
The only time
Anyone wants to listen to me
Is when my clothes fall on the floor
Piled on my dignity
You would think I'd be used to it
By now
I mean all I'm good for
All I've ever been good for
Is sex
I'm a pretty little toy
Used and discarded
Worthless
Unless I'm in bed
But still
I climb under those sheets
Just to feel like I matter
Even if it's only for a moment.
I'm drowning in this guilt
Drowning in my shame
Drowning just to feel
Alive
I have all these words
Swirling around in my head…
But they've never mattered,
And they never will.
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ELPHA ~ THANKS FOR SHARING A BEAUTIFULLY CRAFTED POEM BUT WITH A PLAINTIVE MESSAGE ~ SO SAD ! You are beautiful ~ a true Daughter of Eve and so so much more than just a P L W ! You are trapped in your own beautiful body and so many Men take advantage of that ~ because Men love sex and choose to ignore the needs and elegance of the PROVIDER ! I am a Gentleman ELPHA and if you were my GF I would fulfill all your desires and then and then only if you willingly offered yourself would I consummate our love ! That is True Love and that is what you crave and deserve ! Thanks for sharing ~ we all care ! Hugs ~ BRIAN
Wow what a powefully emotional and sad write, simply amazing! My favorite line is,,
The only time
Anyone wants to listen to me
Is when my clothes fall on the floor
Piled on my dignity.
Love your work... NAP
WOW, simply WOW
Thank you all, so much ❤
Men are whores too. But no one ever says it.
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