Piece of Me
Forget common sense
no matter how the cut deepens;
feel its marks
delicious and seeping.
Piece of me;
that’s what you want
to feel my heart’s beat
slow and go weak.
Wishes don’t need
shared from your bed.
They go unheard
at your empty words.
Like it rough
and soft too;
the sweet and the passion
complete but not you.
It’s a game to compete
so many hearts you make leak
like your cock once empty
so are you; such a tool.
Leave me
let me find my way alone
let me find true happiness,
love you don’t condone.
© Copyright 2021 Amy F. Turner. All rights reserved.
I liked this Amy. What a way to end something.
XoxoX Ron
I hope with head held high knowing that anything so toxic is not deserving. But we have to take the happiness we want and settle for nothing less no matter how much it hurts. Thanks for reading, Ron and for letting me know what you think. :)
That last paragraph I've become all too familiar with. Stuck in quick sand under stagnant water if that makes any sense. At least it doesn't bother me as much anymore except getting out.
Your words hit right on the nail girlie.
It does make sense and is a poignant image to be sure. I'm too happy to hear this doesn't bother you any more. The motivation of getting out, the clawing to a freedom that is beyond words with an exhilaration really speaks to me. Anyone feeling this way, I would hope find the strength to do whatever they need to to lead a life that is not being sifted or suffocated, but one liberated and healthy.
Amy
I love the first stanza the most because it's so perfectly descriptive of the situation. You get used to pain over time. Some people seek it out. It's counter-intuitive. I like the empty cock analogy. And I get that 'ownership' you convey he possesses...(you are a possession). It's well written. You've established your poetic style.
Wishes that go unheard, something we all experience sooner or later and sometimes more than others. Communication is key...compassion is key...respect is key...to any successful relationship that can be shared equally by both partners.
Nothing worse than getting stuck in a relationship of any kind where you are deceived, alone and left wanting. A pain so strong you feel numb. I'd rather feel the pain of letting go than feel the numbness through my lover. You speak of truth in all your poems. It's almost like you're an empath, feeling what others feel. I loved it, Amy. Well done:)
Oooh, empath huh? I sure hope not. My days would be long and filled with other people's sadness. To be weighed down by that would be a curse in some respects. No thanks! However, all kidding aside I do feel some morsel of empathy for others far more than I should so says my husband. However, I could not change this trait in me anymore than I could stop breathing. It fuels my writings and for that I am very grateful. Thanks for reading and sharing your thoughts. I love them! :)
Wow amazing and deep.hits like an arrow to the heart but we can move on and take a look at ourselves. Honest and brilliant great work:)
Amy this was written as if you were writing about me. I loved it. The first two stanzas described everything I was going through. The last stanza is how I wish it could be, want it to be. Toxic relationship, heartbreak...This just hit home...Thank you for sharing this with us....
You are welcome. We all go through or have gone through toxic relationships. I treat them like anything else. Something to learn and grow from. It certainly helps define in better measure what I don't want and will not stand for. It also made me appreciate real love when it came calling and recognize it and cherish it. Thank you for reading and sharing your comments with me. :)
I feel for you, my sweet friend! I'm so sorry that someone has made you to feel this way! If this isn't what you're feeling, then I commend you for the passionate feeling that you have been able to embue into your voice in this poem... Either way, you are once again, flying the colors of victory!
This poem in no way reflects my current state, but can say that it draws from shadings of my past as all my writings must in some capacity (real or imagined). I can only write what I know in order to make it real or authentic. Thanks for reading and commenting. :)
Dear Amy..
It was so strong
And right!
The last stanza helped to ease the pain..
Painfully good. Hope true happiness soon with you X
Wow I could feel the passion in every word. I wonder if this poem is about someone in or was in your life, perhaps an old boyfriend. Great poem hun.
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