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fiestygringa
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4/29/2024 1:02:18 PM
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Demons
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My entire life I've been drowning in a darkness As a little girl I begged to be loved: Nothing more nothing less I kept telling myself it will be better when I am grown But those demons stayed with me never leaving me alone I stay exhausted from this struggle with in me Fighting to hide all the pain, the fear, and the anxiety Living on self hate Music is my only escape Reclusive and withdrawn It's just safer to be alone Trying to learn to love myself Tired of pretending to be someone else The demons won't allow me to heal After 42 years they have me drowning still Sitting on my shoulder whispering in my ear Tears roll down my face at the words I hear I fall to my knees crying out please let go of me I beg the demons I scream at God just let me be They are unwilling or I'm undeserving I guess So the demons keep me down in this darkness Living on self hate Music is my only escape Reclusive and withdrawn It's just safer to be alone Trying to learn to love myself Tired of pretending to be someone else The demons won't allow me to heal After 42 years they have me drowning still Hours later I'm up off the floor wiping away my tears Staring in the mirror pushing down all the pain and fears Hiding it all I Put on my makeup and I walk out the door So no one will be able to tell I was just curled up crying on the floor Friends and family are clueless of the war with in They've never been on this battlefield and don't understand Living on self hate Music is my only escape Reclusive and withdrawn It's just safer to be alone Trying to learn to love myself Tired of pretending to be someone else The demons won't allow me to heal After 42 years they have me drowning still
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4/29/2024 1:03:52 PM
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Neither Here Nor There
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Your poem captures the bittersweet essence of goodbyes beautifully. The repetition of "Come on now, time to say your goodbyes" and "Come on now, time to leave, let's go" adds a poignant rhythm to the piece, emphasizing the inevitability of farewells. The imagery of loneliness in the shadows and the cold, dark, and dazed feeling when someone leaves resonates deeply. The final lines about forgotten memories and the echo of one's voice left behind evoke a sense of longing and the passage of time. Overall, it's a moving portrayal of the complexities of saying goodbye.
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4/30/2024 1:25:45 AM
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Bound by Desire
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In the depths of desire, I surrender to you, My body, my soul, in everything I do. Your dominance, a flame that ignites, In the dance of pleasure, we reach new heights.
Submissive wife, to your every command, In the realm of passion, we both understand. Bound by desire, in the heat of the night, Lost in the ecstasy, of our love's sweet flight.
Your touch, a fire that consumes my soul, In your embrace, I lose control. Submitting to you, I find my release, In the whispers of pleasure, my worries cease.
Submissive wife, to your every command, In the realm of passion, we both understand. Bound by desire, in the heat of the night, Lost in the ecstasy, of our love's sweet flight.
In the intimacy of our embrace, We find solace, in each other's grace. Your dominance, a gift I cherish dear, In your arms, there's nothing to fear.
Submissive wife, to your every command, In the realm of passion, we both understand. Bound by desire, in the heat of the night, Lost in the ecstasy, of our love's sweet flight.
So take me now, and claim what's yours, In the realm of passion, our love endures. Submissive wife, to your dominant reign, In our love's embrace, we'll forever remain.
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