EggshellsA Poem by MissiannelliI could never get the feel, How your day ever went Your moods went from "hot to cold". Was never too sure... It was due to you being older? Or the stress as the days pass would progress You were always working hard In fact, that whole scene, I admired dearly.
Waking up to your presence, Careesing my body throughly Kissing my forehead firmly As other days, you would be in the balcony Reading the newspaper And drinking your coffee. Those are the days when I would try to get your affection And you to simply would deny me
All along I felt as if I was walking in eggshells Honestly, I questioned this relationship MULTIPLE times I literally stood behind you H Hoping one day you could cope with me See right through me Noticing I was the one you could ever have.
"What about you?" That is a question you asked me.
Made me realize... We weren't even meant to be All this damn time Blind folded Always hoping for the best Never a change I kept on walking on eggshells Trying my best to not make a mistake As a spanking will soon come and prevail Was this a life-style I wanted? Or just a fantasy in the works?
At the end, those eggshells were always a mess. © 2014 MissiannelliAuthor's Note
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3 Reviews Added on June 12, 2014 Last Updated on June 24, 2014 AuthorMissiannelliMcAllen, TXAboutWho am I? Am a tiny person who is a daughter, sister, friend, poet, and an apparent lover. A non-perfectionist who lives in this world NOT knowing what the next step will be, but understanding we ar.. more..Writing
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