He Makes Me Feel

How loves can push us into a world confusion, and change us. Cause us to lose sense of who we once were. Cause us to lose the power to make decisions.

He makes me feel beautiful

on the outside

Like I'm the loveliest girl in school

My body is perfect

I should give it to him

It's his.

He makes me feel petulant

on the inside

Like my passions should be kept in the dark

I should never speak about myself

Just him.

He is strong

too strong

My arms are pushed against the wall

so I have no option

I should stay with him

My concerns turn into his arguments

It's my fault

I should be focused on keeping him captivated

Then maybe I'll be content

No. 

I'm going to leave him…

Tomorrow

Author's Note

I'm still very new to poetry and I have been nervous to share my personal writing.
I want your feedback on the organization of this piece and how you felt a connection.

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

The poem is very good. Showed want and proper thoughts. I liked the woman thinking and stopping something that didn't feel right. We need to listen to the mind, not the heart. Feel wrong. It is wrong. Thank you for sharing the excellent poetry.
Coyote