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i am my own whore
I am my own whore
I am woman
But to a man
And myself
All that I am, is the gap between my legs
As long as I open up
And let some prick in
I am told, everything will be okay
Trouble is
Everything won’t be okay
Nothing will ever be okay again
As long as I see and am seen
As just a an opening to be filled
A cunt, to be fucked and fixed
There will always be tears after sex
Irony is
I let them do it
Why
Because in my desperate, pathetic
Need for any kind of attention
From another human being
I am my own whore
A mule
A fool
And i just don’t know what to do
I am woman
But to a man
And myself
All that I am, is the gap between my legs
As long as I open up
And let some prick in
I am told, everything will be okay
Trouble is
Everything won’t be okay
Nothing will ever be okay again
As long as I see and am seen
As just a an opening to be filled
A cunt, to be fucked and fixed
There will always be tears after sex
Irony is
I let them do it
Why
Because in my desperate, pathetic
Need for any kind of attention
From another human being
I am my own whore
A mule
A fool
And i just don’t know what to do
Published 27th Dec 2015
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28th Dec 2015 6:59am
seems like everyone whores for one thing or another,
mostly to not be alone.
it's a sincere write...
mostly to not be alone.
it's a sincere write...
29th Dec 2015 00:48am
30th Dec 2015 11:16am
Wow, explicit and dark! I hope you don't see yourself that way in actuality. I read some of your other poems, I really love the way you put it all out there, very honest, gritty writing!
30th Dec 2015 11:22am
ty no I don't really see myself that way, it just feels like that sometimes, we all seem slaves to something
31st Dec 2015 11:09am
31st Dec 2015 11:11am
2nd Sep 2018 4:47am
This is beautiful and true I think for a lot of women. We hate we we do what we become and it's all in need for love, to be loved. Because we attach ourselves and emotions to our physical body. And the sadness comes in when a body is all e feel like we are. I love this. So wonderfully said. Thank you.
