Am I Good Enough?

Am I good enough to be your girl?
Am I good enough to be your whore.
you're naughty little girl.
With stars floating in my eyes.

I dance and wind my arms around you,
and feel your breathe against my neck.
Its soft, it's warm, your touch, your caress is all I need;
To bring me back to ecstasy.

Let me be your girl,
you're dirty little whore.

 

sorry in a poetic/introspective mood today..

"I Don't Want"

I don't want to be your perfect little girl.
I don't want to be your angel forever.
I don't want to feel like this.
Like I'm disappointing you,
with those eyes looking at me,
knowing and seeing everything I've done,
and everything I plan on doing.
I'm nothing like you.
Yet I'm everything you are.
You're double, your twin.
No worse; I'm your little girl.
I want to break free from my reality.
I want to blur the edges of life.
To feel the surreal, to imagine what it's like to ride on a star.
I want to FEEL the music, not just listen.
But I don't want to be your little girl,
I don't want to be your angel,
I don't want to be your twin,
I want to be who I am.

 

Sorry again, I have so many thoughts, feelings etc. running through my head i just like getting them out.

"Confined"
These shackles holding me,
in my prison tight,
the controlling laugh.

You feed me all these things;
and tell me not to act like 'them'.
Yet I never have, because you've held me in contempt.
Without even so much as a trial.

And now I'm set free from this confinement;
I'm the freebird that I so wished that I was when I was younger.
And here I stand before you, still ashamed and guilty.
Even though I've done nothing wrong, I still feel guilt.
It's stupid, but you're shackles are your words.

I live for them you know.
Those words you speak to everyone.
That make me beam with pride.
But they're still shackles,
and I hate the way they press against my body like a mighty python holding on tight.

I feel like I can't let myself go. I can't be who I want to be.
When all I want is to be free...

 

What a wonderful thread. These writings just got better and better as I read on. You do an absolutely amazing job at making the reader know how you are feeling. This is one of a writers most difficult objectives. Good work.

 

Thank you flower. Love your avatar btw..

"Alice"
Little pills, everywhere.
Trippin', fallin', where've I been?
Follow the leader.
Where's the rabbit heading?
Upstairs, downstairs,
through the hall.
Over the river,
under the meadow.

The Mad hat and tea party.
The queen of hearts.
"Off with their heads!"

Smoke everywhere,
ah man, reality's a blur.
Am I here?
Are you there?
Can you read my mind?
Do you get what I'm saying?
Houston I think we have a problem.
Will I wake up under the tree with you?

 

"Labels"

I am more than just a girl.
I'm more than just a label.
I'm not going to conform to your norms.

I'm eccentric,
quirky,
Northern,
Southern,
Lover,
fighter,
I'm anything I want to be!

don't judge me by the way I talk, or
the way I act.
Judge me for who I am on the inside.
is that too much to ask?

 

Wow, this is awesome. You are an amazing writer.

 

Thanks droopy I really love when I have inspiration lol.

"I Saw"

I saw the world,
crash and burn.
I saw the sky,
turn to poison.
The water,
all the water's gone.
All the fish are dead,
and nothing's left.
I saw the sun explode.
It was bound to happen.
It burned and burned..
And soon the world turned to dust.
And nothing lived,
and nothing grew.
I saw the world,
crash and burn..

 

just because i don't like them all does not mean you lack talent


but for now i only have an affinity for the last one, in a neo-destructive, end-of-the-world kind of way

 

why thank you. and it is fine I don't expect everyone to love my poems . But thanks for reading.

 

"down"
Downward spiral,
slowly spinning.
At the bottom of the world
looking up to the sky.

Do you think any less of me?
Since I've been to the bottom,
I've been to the top.
I've been everywhere you could possibly think.

I've done things I regret.
And somedays I wish I could forget.
All the tears I've cried.
For the love of everything,
why do I even care anymore?

I've been ignored,
and broken.
Torn and fucked over.
All I want is to hold you.
But you're too far away and I can't reach you.

And you act like you don't even care about me,
so why do I care about you?
I'm worried,
that I'm falling.
I'm a falling angel.
Disgraceful,
I know.

 

"Poison"
What they don't tell you,
is that everything in this world is dangerous.
Everywhere you turn,
there's a poison in the air.
And on the ground there's
eve more.

So what's the point in trying to be pure,
when everyday you're hitting on a big bowl of chemicals,
when you inhale this 'clean' air.

 

Angel,
devil,
hell's own child.

Whore,
evil's little girl.
The embodiment of the antichrist.

Everything that I've felt.
I've never felt more dirty than when I'm near you.
You make me insane,
you've turned me from pure to wicked.
And I'm here to get back my innocence.

 

I've been lost and found,
up and down.
In and out.
all around.
Fighting my way through this world.

I've been torn and broken.
kissed and caressed.
Scorned and mourned.
Whisper softly, I miss you.

All I want is you to hold me.
Let me know that you'll be there for all time.

 

I just can't look away. Your stuff is beautiful, and it is making me want to go outside and sit under the sunset with a notebook and write every thought that comes to mind.

Thank you.

 

Aww thanks, you should do it. Nothing more therapeutic than writing down what you're feeling. Even if it isn't in poetic form. That comes with practice. My first 'poems' where pages of nothing but writing what I felt. And I think the sunset makes it all the better.

 

I love the contrasting elements in your poems... especially in that first one. Just goes to show that everybody is trying to find balance.

 

Barely a whisper,
nary a word.
I meet my defeat head on.

I've got bruises up and down my legs,
falling from grace.
What makes you think that I'm supposed to be perfect?

I'm broken,
woken up inside.
I have desires,
buried deep.

No spoken word can keep me down.
No, I'm stubborn and I'm proud.
Lock me up and throw away the key,
so I can be your prized possession.
And I can plan my escape from this prison.

I've lost myself.
Where have I gone?
Who am i?
What have I done?

Where do I belong if I don't belong with you?

 

You say to dream big,
to open up my heart and eyes.
To move forward in the moment,
when all I want is to surrender to
my memories...

Plastic memories,
wasted on my little dreams.
Everything I've ever loved,
everything I've ever needed,
has wasted away...

When all I need is you,
to wind up my heart again
like a toy, and then put me
back on the shelf, used and beaten.
Leave me to reminisce in my dreams,
and put my hopes in nothing...

When all I want is plastic memories,
all I need is wasted dreams,
all I get is used and beaten,
everyone I've ever loved has turned on me,
hurt me, broken me, made me feel like I'm
not worth anything..

When everything is fake,
your hair,
your personality,
and your smile.
I'll be there on your mind,
pushing on with my life,
making you wonder why,
I'm as strong as I am,
when all I feel is weakness.

What doesn't kill us only makes us stronger,
and I guess I'm as strong as they get...

wrote this back when I was 15..(2002) yeah i have a common theme among most of my poems..and i'll prolly post some of my other poems i've written soon enough..

 

You pretend to be interested,
but I've caught onto your game.
Only thing is; I don't really care.
I've given you more than once to come clean.
To let me know that if you don't want to talk to me,
that I will go.
I don't have time to mess around with boys.
I have plenty of little toys.
You have yet to get to know the real me.
I'm sure if you did you'd see that I'm not that bad.
But you'd rather hold onto premature assumptions from middle school.
I'm not that little girl anymore.
I'm all grown up.
And I would rock your world if you gave me half the chance.

And what about getting to know me for me?
Is it really that hard to talk to me?
I have alot of the same interests as you.
Maybe if you'd open your eyes you'd see that you're perfect for me.
And I could rock your world..