Wednesday, July 24, 2019

Whore

I am your companion
Just for a while
I'll keep you warm
And your worries aside.

I know as it dawns,
You'll pick up your pride
And leave me empty
To rush to her side.

I'll hug on to sheets
And cover up my thighs
And breathe in, what lingers
From your sweat and your sighs.

You may return
You may never come by
But this wait for your gaze
Is what keeps me alive.

Thankyou

Thank you for scarring me 
for a lifetime ~
I can still never watch
a father hug his child,
without feeling the rush
of tears inside.


Thank you for maiming
my childhood with real times ~
I never sought help,
never wept, never fell,
never broke, never spoke,
kept it all - bottled within.


Thank you for making me 
distrust fairy tales ~ 
I never relied 
on a prince to fly by
to love me, to claim me, 
to save me from fires.


Thank you for pushing me
to grow beyond my age ~
Can you see my wounds?
I have hidden it, and how! 
Ain't I a woman now?
Haven't I made you proud?