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Twitching and fidgeting
My mind illumined every word from ‘’50 Shades of Grey’’
A bitter woman so ignorant and rude
Running my mouth 90 miles an hour
I was bitter
Sour
Hesitant
Strong behind any form of matter
Vulnerable and exposed
There I was
He took all my ammunition
Me vs. him
I had nothing but my physical strength
Which wasn’t even ideal to note
Long weeks of intended ridicule
I was a rude girl
He’d imply ‘’a bitch’’
Which is EXACTLY what I was
All I did was Bitch
A feisty , loud, obnoxious handful
Twitching
Fidgeting
Bitching
All damn day
All I did was complain
This man had enough of these games
Because men don’t like to play games.
They don’t like to assume and resume on thinking that everything is okay and being penalized for it
See, this man , he was at his boiling point
I think he was finished with my bullshit
Before I could exchange a last offending word to his weak sorry ass
Grabbing everything off the table , glasses and all, broke its fall, a hard cold floor, he torn my clothes off and threw me on the table
‘’Shut the hell up!’’
A man had NEVER done this to me
Sips turned to huge gulps
I bit my lips
Fidgeted
Squirmed
And twitched
A secret liking took to it
I secretly yearned
He stepped up to me
Finally
A man with power
This man made me reanalyze myself
With grunts and thrusts
This man had over me much
Power!
He emphasized it for hours..
To make sure I’d remember authority
This man was strong,
He wasn’t scared
My mind illumined every word from ‘’50 Shades of Grey’’
A bitter woman so ignorant and rude
Running my mouth 90 miles an hour
I was bitter
Sour
Hesitant
Strong behind any form of matter
Vulnerable and exposed
There I was
He took all my ammunition
Me vs. him
I had nothing but my physical strength
Which wasn’t even ideal to note
Long weeks of intended ridicule
I was a rude girl
He’d imply ‘’a bitch’’
Which is EXACTLY what I was
All I did was Bitch
A feisty , loud, obnoxious handful
Twitching
Fidgeting
Bitching
All damn day
All I did was complain
This man had enough of these games
Because men don’t like to play games.
They don’t like to assume and resume on thinking that everything is okay and being penalized for it
See, this man , he was at his boiling point
I think he was finished with my bullshit
Before I could exchange a last offending word to his weak sorry ass
Grabbing everything off the table , glasses and all, broke its fall, a hard cold floor, he torn my clothes off and threw me on the table
‘’Shut the hell up!’’
A man had NEVER done this to me
Sips turned to huge gulps
I bit my lips
Fidgeted
Squirmed
And twitched
A secret liking took to it
I secretly yearned
He stepped up to me
Finally
A man with power
This man made me reanalyze myself
With grunts and thrusts
This man had over me much
Power!
He emphasized it for hours..
To make sure I’d remember authority
This man was strong,
He wasn’t scared
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