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3 am confessions.
The truth is -
I needed more.
Not of your weak ass appreciation!
I needed more
of your fucking soul!
You whispered -
“You don’t need much, kid.”
Followed by one painful admission -
“It’s more than I can give.”
To which I haughtily replied -
“I won’t take no for an answer!”
Because I’m a spoiled brat.
At least that’s what you enjoyed telling me.
You’d sure take great pleasure in..
spanking my heart shaped ass,
wouldn’t you?
The two of us fucking like rabbits.
Ain’t it a fact?
Hell..
maybe once or twice
we could have even made love.
Either way..
the truth of the matter is -
I would have burst into tears.
Every night after you..
slammed that goddamned door
right in my face!
Your wife -
your heart belonged with her,
didn’t it?
You lil’ fucker!
Not even one single sliver
to keep
for this lost girl
you’ve left behind.
But honestly..
it is 3 am in the morning
and I’m one sorry motherfucker
she’s got you.
You’re not happy
and I know
a part of you..
is honestly sorry too.
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