My Shame

Promise of love  
to always be true  
you promise forever  
If I only knew  
 
 If I only knew  
when I opened my legs  
that a promise to be faithful  
 could never be true  
 
Be true to yourself  
you never loved me  
Faithfulness, a lie  
 
A lie you held on too  
a tool to be use  
to get at the cookie  
 
The cookie that was innocent, sweet  
and ripe for the picking  
 
The picking that left this wound hungry  
vibrating with need  
 
With need to be with you  
 To seek out your loving  
no matter your abhorrence  
 no matter my weakness  
no matter the pain
no matter my shame  
 
My Shame
of letting you do
anything
including
being your
whore