First Times, by . QUEENIE .
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for the first times
only happen once..
nakedness you’ve uncovered
left me bare
but not exposed
you would have never known
the passion
the truth
non-existant beauty...
under the masks you found me
stark and white
blistering cold..
you porimsed warmth
compassion, the world,
everything... gold.
you heard what i had to say
when my lips were not moving.
you saw the truth
when there was nothing proving.
you said you understood
and things were meant to be
i felt this sudden urge
to just be me.
you admired my quirks
and embraced the oddities i lived
you gave me new dreams
new hopes,
new understanding of the girl
i should be.
you loved me,
or so you claimed
and i thought you had made me free
but the truth was
i was still chained to one other person
lost withing the recesses of me.
the sincerity i never trusted
and the truth never told.
i thought that you mean
i could never be sold.
and yet you ditched me now
for the better model.
and i wish for some reason
i never let this happen
that i never felt a flicker of
anything for you.
i wish beyond all i can
that this had never happened.
first times only happen once
and i can't help but feel
i've been had.
and i trusted you
i fucking trusted you.
first times sold
for a tiny thing
humans call, happiness.
xoxo
Ellie J
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Posted: 2006-02-03 00:04:57 UTC |
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