Devil's Prostitute

it is not what you think...

Devil’s prostitute

 

Lines crisscrossing in front of my cherry eyes

I stare blindly at my demon

 

Blood dripping down my fair skin

Ruining my prettiest makeup

All for you

 

My clothes filthy and torn

What a thing to behold

My destruction for you

 

I had done so much

With a few little helpers

That you called toys

 

My soul nice and darkened

My purity gone

I obeyed with ease

 

I did as you pleased

You were my master

And I was your willing slave

 

The marks on my writs

Are my shackles

The slices on my abdomen

Your escape

 

You came from within me

But not of any natural way

Your were my distortion

My alien babe

 

I had made a promise

A contract sealing my fate

My penance was you

 

My deal with the devil

A desperate attempt

That had to be kept

 

Because I had to save her

I traded

My soul for her life

Oh how I feel the strife

Of my conflicted heart

 

But here I am

No longer a lamb

Just the devil’s prostitute

Author's Note

I know that this poem is dark and kinda off color but that was not my intention...i think it is metaphor but this doesn't reflect my life or my feelings it just kinda wrote itself. please review :)

Reviews

Well im glad i hadn't read the title til i was done because that kinda would've changed how i feel of this poem.

[chaffy]

haha, i am glad that it doesnt reflect with your feelings. :)
it is a strong and beautiful poem. the picture was perfect for this poem.
this seems different than your writing style, however, i still liked it..

Wow, this is really good...sometimes what writes itself is different than the writer. all in all, really disturbing in a good way

[salvador (camuel choisu..]

If this is the poem you told me about i have to say WOW

[Coyote Poetry]

Mary. You wrote a powerful poem. Your words were described with purpose and feeling. Each line adding up to a powerful ending. I like the ending. A perfect way to close this poem. When you dance with the devil. You won't win.

Coyote

[Matthew J. Price]

haha damn thats a good name for a song! and its twisted poem