Men say I'm their earth,
their moon,
their heaven,
and everything in between.
And they say I'm the best they've ever had.
Yet...
Yet, they treat me like I'm nothing more than a woman in scarlett,
begging to be fucked until I see the stars that they once compared me to.
Oh the irony!
I go from being the universe embodied,
to the devoted follower,
screaming out for God,
just to please you?
That's not me!
Can't you see?
That's not me?!
I'm the wilting rose,
once adored,
now forgotten.
I'm begging for you to see me,
to truly see that all it takes to heal this broken little heart
is a little care and attention to more than just my body.
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Broken Hearted Girl
PoetryThis is a compilation of all the things I'll never say to the men that have come in and out of my life. Credit to @samigirl90 for the INCREDIBLE cover!
