Tuesday, October 9, 2012

I Am Not a Robot



I am not a robot,
Not anymore.
I once was a child of metal
Colder on the inside than out,
You pointed it out to me
In one of our rare arguments.
It hurt me
More than anything said before.
I am no longer a robot
But you’re not here to see.

The Word



A word you said,
My dearest name,
Turn tainted in her mouth.
The witch’s apple,
Laertes’ sword,
All through her lips turned.
Words once so valuable uttered around your teeth,
Turned so putrid hissed through her fangs.
And with it
My love.

I Forgot



It happened today.
I knew it would.
I forgot for a moment.
I forgot that you hurt me.
I forgot that it hurts to look at you
Or think about you
Or be near you.
I forgot how much I miss you
And I spoke to you.
Then it all came back,
But now it’s so much worse.

Killer of Who?



I feel like time just slowed
Like it isn’t moving right
I wonder if I’ll make it
To see day turn to night.
I don’t know why I’m like this
Never quite there
Like when you talk
I just can’t seem to care.
They say stress is a killer
Breaking all things inside
I’ve just run out of pills
And there is nowhere to hide.

Friday, July 13, 2012

Cravings


My body craves your touch.
My breasts crave to be held
     My back craves to arch
              My legs crave to be spread
                     My hair craves to be pulled
                            My hands crave to be held
                                   My body craves to tense
                                          My mouth craves to moan
                                                 My stomach craves to flutter
                                                        My heart craves to stop
                                         I
                                                Crave
                                                             You

Sometimes


My body is weird.
Sometimes it wants to be held,
Sometimes it wants to be grabbed.
Sometimes it craves sex,
But sometimes it just wants to cuddle.
Sometimes it wants be left alone,
But mostly it just wants you.

Thursday, June 21, 2012

Amor

Negativity is all I have anymore.
¿Está ese porque no tengo un amor?
Do I need love to continue my way?
¿Comó estoy obtener hay?