Darling

Watch me paint my lips

And colour my eyes

Rouge my cheeks 

And darken my brows

Until I'm a porcelain doll

A pretty little girl

Portrait of perfect

Pretend to love me

Pretend to care

Do you dare ask for my real face?

Darling do you want me here?

I will close my eyes

And cry without sound

Until twin black streaks

Mar my pretty pink cheeks

Would you like some loving, my love?

Painted red lips

That drip like blood

Face devoid of colour

Dull eyes shaded

Like an unlit carnival

The ghost of what once was bright

Honey bunny stay with me

And kiss my bleeding lips

Until I've stained yours pink

And you flee from the taste of iron

Run from me darling

From my pretty face

Before it melts away

And you're left with tears and bloodshot eyes

Reviews

[Einstein Noodle]

"And cry without sound" and "The ghost of what once was bright" nestled in all the others stand our for me .. the pain and empty shell of a girl ... deciding to use her love as a weapon ...maybe to pay back for her own stabbing pain ..
"Honey bunny stay with me
And kiss my bleeding lips
Until I've stained yours pink"
I read this straight through with ease ...it has a natural flow and rhythm ... the story unfolds in perfect time ... i had no thought to change a thing ..honest ... vivid and emotive as your "street girl" learns survival :( thanks so much for sharing Lexi!
E.

[Iain L. Luen]

Well, that's telling him. I've never been into the Baby Doll look forced on us by society. Imperfection adds character. Perfection just means more of the same. I'll take laugh lines and freckles any day.

[Chris Shaw]

Make-up masks what is hidden underneath. Maybe it's sorrow that is hidden under the layers. Love is love. You should be loved regardless of the make-up. Perhaps you are doubting the sincerity of another's feelings. Visual and sad.

Chris

[Abhishek Izy]

This is a powerful blend of very raw emotions put forth very impressively into words. Your emotions almost feels like a person in this write and as an artist, I feel grateful to come across this read!!

[Carthage Thorne| The Wi..]

Wow, this piece is very well written. There was a very smooth flow from it, which made it an even more pleasurable read. The imagery is vivid, and the implications of raw emotion and at the same time, lack-there-of from the other party is subtle. It is tragic that there is so much pain, and sorrowful emotions that one begs to question, is there any hope for her? Mind I ask, what was your biggest inspiration or motivation behind writing this piece?

[Askew]

One morning, back when I was still with my boyfriend that I've written about a couple times, I was getting ready for school. Putting on my makeup. And I thought about how few people in the world have seen me without makeup. And I wondered what they would see if they did. They would see just how sickly pale I've become. They would see the bags under my eyes. They would see that, without the colourful eye shadow I wear, my eyes are dull and dead. And I wondered about my boyfriend. Would he still love me when he saw how not okay I am? Would he stay with me and help me? I was almost angry at the thought that he wouldn't. I was really bitter when I wrote this that morning, though I didn't post it till last month.

[Carthage Thorne| The Wildcard]

Wow, that is a really interesting inspiration there and rather compelling too! The gravity of your emotions certainly could be felt in this poem of yours. Once again, wonderful job!

[Chryiss]

I think every girl can relate to this--the "madeup" you and the "real" you. Perhaps I'm getting it wrong, but I understood the metaphor to makeup as not just a bare face versus one with makeup, but to apply to our outward versus inner selves. I like the visual images as well as the rawness of emotion, such as the pleading; all of it leads up to an impactful ending that contrasts the beginning. I also like the similar bluntness in the line, "flee from the taste of iron," like the last line.
Great work in invoking these images and emotion!

[NotUsinganymore]

Very great imagary! It also flowed very well! I enjoyed the poem a lot!

[Jade]

Painted red lips
That drip like blood
Face devoid of colour
Dull eyes shaded
Like an unlit carnival
The ghost of what once was bright
Honey bunny stay with me
And kiss my bleeding lips
Until I've stained yours pink

THIS STANDS OUT THE MOST....
This has a lot of imagery and detail, SO very well written.
Love this write. It is very good. Awesome job!

[Phill Oz O'fee]

A very anecdotal poetical message highlighting; you shouldn't prejudge the worth or value of something by its outward appearance alone. If we ignore the inner qualities we risk rejection and comeuppance! Loved this piece - nice write ... :-)

[Coyote Poetry]

Strong use of language made the reader believe every word.
"Honey bunny stay with me
And kiss my bleeding lips
Until I've stained yours pink"
The above lines. I did like. Thank you Lexi for sharing the amazing poetry.
Coyote