Heart full of hurt Eyes full of tears Trying to play the part Trying to mask the fears Lurid liquid, sweet to taste More and more, without pace Intoxicated, vulnerable and free So much fun has an underlying fee Taken home by someone new Respond to his touch Almost on cue Consequences far from mind Slowly our bodies begin to grind A night of pleasure Days of pain Knowing it was all a game Laying in his bed, your body bare Letting go of your innocence Without a care Beside his body, trembling you lay Unsure now But you were willing to give it away Waking up in a strangers arms Naïve to the emotional harm The suns setting on my broken heart All along playing a part The shows over, curtain close
oh those teenage years of drinking and partying and making such careless choices that we look back on and regret. We all make mistakes ..and that is just what they are Mistakes they are not who we are they are just choices we made. Thank you for sharing such an honest open write,,,so many young girls go through this and this could help many to be able to learn from it! great piece
Posted 9 Years Ago
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9 Years Ago
thank you for you kind words I wrote this while recovering from the hangover of the careless decisio.. read morethank you for you kind words I wrote this while recovering from the hangover of the careless decision lol
oh those teenage years of drinking and partying and making such careless choices that we look back on and regret. We all make mistakes ..and that is just what they are Mistakes they are not who we are they are just choices we made. Thank you for sharing such an honest open write,,,so many young girls go through this and this could help many to be able to learn from it! great piece
Posted 9 Years Ago
1 of 1 people found this review constructive.
9 Years Ago
thank you for you kind words I wrote this while recovering from the hangover of the careless decisio.. read morethank you for you kind words I wrote this while recovering from the hangover of the careless decision lol
when stuck up in needing force, it refrains to think whats right.
humans are always pry..!
Deeply moved by your writing. (now it could be more like awareness poem to me.)
Sacha, The game that our young lady is playing has stacked odds against her ever even breaking even and saving a respectable name. And for what! Some party sex, excitement, gifts, degradation, bruises, tears shame, defamation of character, drug addiction, a criminal record, unwanted pregnancies, abortions,
just pocket cash, etc, old before her time....and then if she lives through this period in her life....what man wants her?
this is life as we know it for the woman who is willing to throw her life away! Life is what it is on the seedy side of Eden!
Posted 9 Years Ago
9 Years Ago
we all make mistakes and we all have regrets to recognize that you are on the wrong path is the fir.. read morewe all make mistakes and we all have regrets to recognize that you are on the wrong path is the first step back to the right one this was written in 2004
If this is a true story and this person is eleven years on a path that she is proud to be on then, I.. read moreIf this is a true story and this person is eleven years on a path that she is proud to be on then, I applaud her! Everyone deserves redemption! I do not throw stones. I have been no angel but, God has given me grace with a promise divine. I wish this person success on her own path to wherever it takes her!
9 Years Ago
I was 18 at time I wrote it
9 Years Ago
Sacha, please keep writing good poetry, I'll keep reading the same!
The taste of life, love and wine. Can lead us to dark places.
"A night of pleasure
Days of pain
Knowing it was all a game "
Game or not. We need to test life and hope for a good ending. I like the honest and direct tone in the words. Thank you for sharing the excellent poetry.
Coyote
Posted 9 Years Ago
9 Years Ago
thank you yes well everyone remembers their first time and often it's never how we plan it
.. read morethank you yes well everyone remembers their first time and often it's never how we plan it
I am just a normal person but I use poetry to express the things I can't say.
Still very much an amateur but I just wrote what comes.
I'm open to criticism as it helps refine the hand.
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