Fragments II.

Few words.

The Sun is shining,

blinding us all,

your absence is so cold

my warmest jacket won't do.

//

Your hughs were like clouds,

heavy but oh, so tender

glazed with pink sun, just heavenly.

Spring is coming,

the skies remained the same,

how I wish I could say the same

about my vulnerable self

in your arms.

//

They asked what happened

to the good, innocent girl.

As I drank my fifth shot,

I told them the burn

felt similar to my voice cracking

as I begged you to stay.

It's a lovely memory, through

for you used to listen.

//

My friends are judging me

for the way I share my body with boys,

not knowing I do that

because I find pieces of you in them

which I feel empty without.

Author's Note

So, what do you think?

Reviews

[Dez H.]

Oh s**t that is so good. Big up's to you shorty you can put words together like Lego's and they come out so beautifully mastered. We have worked together and I'll b ready to do another when ur ready.
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[sheandherself]

You're my favorite person to wowk with, for you understand and match my ways. Thank you. xx

[Coyote Poetry]

Honest, direct and real emotions and thoughts in the words.
"My friends are judging me
for the way I share my body with boys,
not knowing I do that
because I find pieces of you in them
which I feel empty without."
Many way to heal and to escape. Good or bad. We must seek ending or a dead-end. Thank you for sharing the excellent poetry.
Coyote

[sheandherself]

Thank you so, so much.

[Coyote Poetry]

You are welcome my friend.