Short Poems

My Battles... 9-8-18

How can I get him out of my mind?
He has cast a spell,
Upon my mind.
Everytime I see him,
My mind thinks on its own,
And I'm lost in thought.
Stuck,
Remembering what he did to me,
And how it felt.
Taking over me,
As if I was a robot set to be programmed.
His hands,
His lips,
His teeth and tongue...
Driving me to insanity.
Knowing,
I'm being used...
Yet I love it.
Every message he sends me,
Just to screw with my mind,
Making me crave his touch,
Even more than before.
Even tho,
He has only done what he has once,
He has imprinted my mind.
I can recall him,
Holding me,
Pulling me close.
Touching my body,
Slowly.
Me savoring every minute.
The caressing of my flesh.
The groping of certain body parts...
Taking over my mind
And body at once.
Every message from him,
Feeding my mind,
And forcing an unwanted smile.
Jitters and girly squeals,
Take over.
The craving being starved,
So that it grows to a bigger,
And larger hungry beast.
The tomboy,
Taken away.
Beaten into this small box,
In the corner.
Being forgotten for only a little time.

The innocent side of Truth or Dare.
The questions,
And dares,
The awkward silence and laughing at the stupid dares.
The game,
Escalating,
So more happens.
The,
Can you top this?
Or,
I did a better job.
The,
I dare you to successfully,
Turn me on.
The,
I dare you to kiss me.
Or the,
You're to chicken to touch me there.
The whole thing,
Knowing that you are doing something you shouldn't...
Yet you keep doing it.
The feeling of other's bodies.
The desire to kiss the other person...
Finally abled to kiss someone...
I know it's bad...
But I miss his lips.
I only want it to be a one time thing...
But I crave his lips so much.
They kissed me in a way I was never kissed.
Just thinking of him,
Makes my heart skip a beat...
But that doesn't mean a thing.
I'm not the only girl he has messed with.
I know if I let this keep happening...
I will become something of his...
I will lose myself in him.
And I can't let this happen.
I have craved to kiss him since last year...
And I have liked him since the day I met him...
But he doesn't know this.
And I now know,
He still likes me...
But I shouldn't be giving myself to someone who only likes me....
And I like them back.
I have to love them,
But love is a delusion.
I'm so lost...
And I still crave him.
Now that I have tasted him...
I want him in every single way possible...
I want him to dominate me,
The way he said he would...
When he pushed me onto the ground,
I wanted to give myself to him...