Conversational MelodiesA Poem by kassystiletto-mermalienIf you or anyone you know is experiencing sexual abuse please seek out help. (888) 542-0417 - sexual abuse hotlineTired I'm tired Sparked up three conversations of the same man We speak, I cry out of sadness you cry out of anger We cry for avoidance of facing each others needs I continue to be disgusted by his touch his hands caressed my hips the same hands that grip your thighs his drunk breath hovered over my face the same drunk breath you smell when f*cking each others' brains out the bed he sleeps in when I walk to get a glass of tainted water is the same bed I grew up in the same bed I grew to love you and dad Now you love him and I love you I love my dad but you love him you love him with a few extra benefits He received quite the bargain of buy one get one free How to continue when I dream to forget but his hands grip my dreams while they excite yours
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StatsAuthorkassystiletto-mermalienSan Jose, CAAboutI am a developing writer and admirer of poetry. Learning every day and attaching what I see onto my writing. Looking for advice on how to improve, because becoming an author/poet is a career option fo.. more..Writing
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