(Date of writing this poem: July 13-14, 2011
This is meant to be read in two different ways...)
We
have to talk: it's over.
I
feel bad about it.
We
can get through this.
I
hope we can stay friends.
Awkward
silence.
Outward
defiance.
Shedding
on my bedding.
With
power, pleasure, and pain.
Who's
my next target?
Too
many to choose from.
I
get plenty of sleep.
Something
was missing.
On
to the next one.
I
was a heartbreaker.
I'm
afraid of commitment…
Instead
of asking why…
Bitches be bitches.
And pussy be pussy.
We broke up.
I'm all choked up.
I gotta stay strong.
But what did I do wrong?
Emotional violence.
Former alliance.
Blowing my nose.
A kiss from a rose
Who will I love now?
Move on, how?
My eyes never shut.
I never knew what.
I should have spoken.
Now I'm heartbroken.
Afraid of loving again.
The question is when.
Pricks be pricks.
And dick be dick.
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We
have to talk: It's over. We broke up.
I
feel bad about it. I'm all choked up.
We
can get through this. I gotta stay strong.
I
hope we can stay friends. But what did I do wrong?
Awkward
silence. Emotional violence.
Outward
defiance. Former alliance.
Shedding
on my bedding. Blowing my nose
With
power, pleasure, and pain. A kiss from a rose
Bitches
be bitches. Pricks be pricks.
But pussy be pussy. And dick be dick.
Who's
my next target? Who will I love now?
Too
many to choose from. Move on, how?
I
get plenty of sleep. My eyes never shut.
Something
was missing, I never knew what.
On
to the next one. I should have spoken.
I
was a heartbreaker. Now I'm heartbroken.
I'm
afraid of commitment… afraid of loving again.
Instead
of asking why… the question is when.
Bitches
be bitches. Pricks be pricks.
Pussy
be pussy. And dick be dick.
Live
life as you may, live with no regrets
Just
remember: It's hard to forgive, impossible to forget
