Submissions by BloodyTears
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
I've been writing poetry for years. Some crap and some good but still trying to improve
Victim
I am not your victim
My choices were mine to make
I made them wrong, or right
To this day I stand by them
The turn out may not have been good
May not have been right
May not have been my intention
But, the choices I made then, they were mine
Young as I was is no matter
Shy as I may have been (still am)
The question was asked
My answer was given
Given, knowing what the outcome might be
The choice was mine
It does not make me a victim
Over and over I have been made this
But I can not believe it
Wrong as it was, young...
My choices were mine to make
I made them wrong, or right
To this day I stand by them
The turn out may not have been good
May not have been right
May not have been my intention
But, the choices I made then, they were mine
Young as I was is no matter
Shy as I may have been (still am)
The question was asked
My answer was given
Given, knowing what the outcome might be
The choice was mine
It does not make me a victim
Over and over I have been made this
But I can not believe it
Wrong as it was, young...
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Whore
Her look from upon the floor, no words to tell me I was a whore
Although deep in her eyes, I could see her covet
She wishes she was the one who had done it
And just as the last time, for her jealousy I have to pay the fine
She claims to want the wedding white
She know I can see the light
It hurts her that no one loves her that way and she keeps thinking
Someday
Although deep in her eyes, I could see her covet
She wishes she was the one who had done it
And just as the last time, for her jealousy I have to pay the fine
She claims to want the wedding white
She know I can see the light
It hurts her that no one loves her that way and she keeps thinking
Someday
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Running
In a state of deflection as I jump the tracks
Can't resurrect what you buried so deep
Can't give you any retribution
Though you stole what I gave you
and set my heart on fire as an endless ember
The intimate design of our hearts gone from our invective meeting
Inverting my body, my soul with your iridescent personality
and your frigid mind
Fracturing every part of me that you lay a hand on
I still melt into though I fight with all I have to stay alive
Can't resurrect what you buried so deep
Can't give you any retribution
Though you stole what I gave you
and set my heart on fire as an endless ember
The intimate design of our hearts gone from our invective meeting
Inverting my body, my soul with your iridescent personality
and your frigid mind
Fracturing every part of me that you lay a hand on
I still melt into though I fight with all I have to stay alive
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