Poem -
To Be Her
Breakfast?
Skip it.
Lunch?
Skip it.
Dinner?
Skip that, too.
Clothes-
Not good enough.
Need more.
Makeup-
Ugly. Try Harder.
Does he want you yet?
No.
A Razor cuts
so cleanly
through flesh,
Glides.
Lets the pain out.
The hot
red
release
Feels good,
doesn’t it?
Oh, sweetheart.
You will never
be
her
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Comments
This is marvelous, creative, and artsy. I appreciate the content, and the twist at the end.
Very touching write miss Katey, feelings cut clean open, such a sorrowful heart when ones seeks a mans love, when hes bound to another, making you question yourself on why your not good enough for him, much love sweet girl xx