SSDDA Poem by Colettesometimes a girl's just gotta get a lil pissy n vent!Same story Same result Same man game
He dangled the carrot, and I’m hungry Hungry, hungry girl Hungry for someone to feed me the way I feed everyone else Hungry for some validation that my soul, my mind, my spirit, my aura is at the very least worth as much as my vagina.
Another day Another dollar Another drop out
He hangs by the sack of his balls Then what? An ejaculation only takes...what... less than 60 seconds to blow Then what are you gonna do? Miss me?
He said “I’m falling for you...” He said “I love you Colette” (on his knees, while clinging to my hand and leg) He said “I will always be here for you...you know that right?”
But he just got through saying “I need to take a step back” After he just said “All you give me are crumbs” As I was thinking: You collect enough crumbs you can have yourself a nice loaf of bread. Hell! I could use a few crumbs! (Cuz I’m hungry!) If only I could be so lucky.
He said “I’d rather have you as a friend, than nothing at all” But then he said “I’m a man, and I’ve got needs” He’s forgotten that he told me to let him know if a man ever talks to me this way... He said “I’ll take care of him...”
Same story Same result Same man game
Just another portrait for the wall of shame
He proved to me... Proved that he really is no different than the trail that has paced in front of me prior Different clothing Different shade Different age Different only in the trivial, but the same in what really matters, and That is quite a shame.
For what he called crumbs, I call coffee and brunches and hugs and little kisses and soft touches and poetry and art and smiles and laughter and music and joy and something to look forward to....
But he... He only dangled a carrot, and then took it away
Another day Another dollar Another drop out
For what? To go get a blow from a hoe (no gender bias here) Cuz he doesn’t understand this woman’s worth? Cuz he doesn’t know that he could’ve had his c**k rocked " elsewhere " and still kept me as a faithful friend? I mean...what did he really want me for? I mean he really didn’t want me as a friend did he? Because he...didn’t get “it” from me in the time frame he saw fit he responded as they all do... By shutting me out of his life, and making it like it was my problem
Yeah... Same story, different day... Grown man acting like a teenage boy... Left a voicemail with this s**t to say: “This relationship isn’t working for me”
His promises - proven false His honor " dishonorable His perceived respect " unrespectable Because... There was an ulterior motive He thought by feeding me a few greasy spoons...what... I’d become his sex zombie? What?
I thought he was gay anyway.
Well honey... I know your ex’s used you for your cash, but me... I couldn’t give a rat’s a*s about your stash You can cut a hole in your money and f**k it Let someone else suck it
I don’t care.
It’s the same man game same played out blame N You are the epitome of the same man shame
You honey are: The Same Story Different Day © 2013 ColetteAuthor's Note
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StatsAuthorColettePhoenix, AZAbout"The poet...is not nearly so concerned with describing facts as with creating images and establishing mental connections." from the book "Uncertainty" by David Lindley I'm in love with metaphors.. more..Writing
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