(Inspired by Melanie Martinez)
I can taste the chalk under my tongue
Its making my mouth dry just looking at you
With that red apple pressed to my lips
So sweet and crisp
I could never say no to a sip of milk like you
Good now bad later
Making my gutts twist and turn
Making my lungs expand and burn
Your like after school weed lased with poppy seeds and tragedy
You make my legs shake underneath this shared table
My neighbor knows it's you because she feels it too
Buncin burner hot skin sizzling to the sound of your authority
Making my mind confused and giving my body clarity
I can see exactly what you want me too
And I can do what you want me to do
just slip me some pink and I'll be your after school special
and your Saturday morning cartoons
I'll be the best part of you dayWe can melt you metal noose loose enough for my teenage anxiety to fit beneath it
Take my insecurities and sip them like Brad at masons kegger
Put you finger in my mouth and make me throw up my power like Bianca on her Tuesday morning run with cross-country
Force feed me fake love
And let me have your left overs from your wife and kids
I'll sustain on that
Its just enough so I don't have to cut but not enough to make me eatIf I'm gonna be a whore I'd rather be yours
I want a real man
I can take your spicy and make it sweet with my fingers entangled
As my legs dangle off a cliff
Your cliff
As you clip professional and make me a woman
Make me human with a leash so tight I can't breath
But that's better than just holding my breath until I turn purple
On Friday night contemplating if I'm doing it right
Being young I mean am I bitch enough to be a bad girl
Am I broken enough to be a good girl
No I want a cliche that matters
I want crazy madhatter storybook love
Drugged on dominance
I want you
I want food for my soul
I want your laughter served à la mode
On my stomach
I want your everythingI
want
your
everything
YOU ARE READING
Midnight Rise
PoetryThis is basically my diary and it might not be the best but it is what is in my brain. It has some spice and some sweet and some sad; some fiction and non fiction; some teenage stupid anxiety and some mature content the needs to be studied to be un...