C**t

C**t

A Poem by Samantha ~virginpoet

Listen
listen deep
you are cheap
the five dollar hooker
on the corner
banks more dough
than your used up dried up
loosey goosey cooch

Funny how you
compare me to you
YOU are nothing

Your words are barely heard
  and easily forgotten

When we talk
you smile
and share
your stories
your put downs
always stand steady
at the tip of your tongue

Ready to humiliate
the man you said you loved

Ready set go

Another affront

You love to dish out
the insults

You love to hurt
the heart you claimed
was so dear to you

You said you two
shared a forever bond
that you were lost within
a deeper connection

Your words fall heavy
and meaningless

I see past your
~slithering~
speech as your
liar tongue
spews vulgarities

And I laugh
as you throw
words at us

Behind his back
you talk s**t

You than tell him
I questioned you
that you felt attached

B***h if I was on the hunt
you'd be dead before
you felt my touch

You claim your innocent
you done nothing wrong

You cheated on him
time after time
claimed you were to drunk
but you loved his best friends dick
you even posted pics of you kissing this man
all the while claiming he raped you

You string your lies
like paper ties
for the world to see
screaming look at me
my pretty tongue
speaks fancy words

Your dressed up lies
are still ugly

That your truth
cant be broken

But I know

I KNOW

Your
deceptions
your equivocations
exaggerating
fabrications

I can see
I can smell
the burnt ashes
covering your lips

Unknowingly you howl pointless words
and whisper your painful fragility
like your the only one
who has been hurt

You say he is so selfish
You say he is so
materialistic
but your the true definition
of
inconsiderate
Self-centered
Thoughtless
Unthinking

Disrespectful
Narcissistic
Uncaring
Heedless
Vain C**T

Your so pathetic
wonder if your new man
knows you beg him to leave me
you text you'll pay for his divorce
pay his child support

You wasted five years of his life
he left you to finally live
to improve himself

With someone
who makes him
want to be
a better
man

I saw him as he is
not a man to be fixed
by a woman

But a man
who fixes
the broken parts
of himself
all on his
own

I don't nag
I don't b***h
at his wrong doing
I keep my mouth shut
cry it out in the shower
I have the strength of patience and wisdom
to let him come to the self realization
off all his
trespasses against me
it has a more lasting
and powerful affect
over the male psyche


But you tell all who will listen
that I am his downfall
that he will regret leaving you
you say he was a better person before me
that I control him he is a man now he has no boss
I'm not his mother nor am I you
who controls everyone around her

Your shared friends
got an ultimatum
it was You or him
you are so jealous
its sickening

You are two faced
each mask is as ugly
as the real face you hide

Telling them lies
to make them hate me
if their so stupid to believe you
who needs that type
of person in their life
anyway

NOT him
and certainly
NOT ME

What's that You heard
a bunch of stories about me
From someone who hates me

That s**t must be true

And you say
I'm to naive
and trusting

I'd never fall for some
Bullshit like that

You said you are
out to hurt me
You need to watch
and feel me bleed
to make your life
bearable

My flesh is torn
scars and wounds so deep
you and him both
sucked the poetic
blood from me
like an executioner
waring the cloak
of muse

But I refuse
to bleed out
my life blood
as ink pours
from my every pore

You are no one
and nothing to me

And you wonder why
you feel so empty

YOU ARE NOTHING

You do not know how small
and miniscule you are

The words you say mean nothing
and you will not matter to anyone
in such a small amount of time

I feel so sorry for you
ignorant little being
for you have no idea
that you are so alone


And once
this poem
is written
you will be
forgotten

But in a way
I do you a favor

You will go down is history
not as His-Story
but as a lesson
learned

Like my words
so profound

My poetry
has a lasting
affect


That rewrites
your subconscious


By Samantha Pruitt

© 2014 Samantha ~virginpoet


Author's Note

Samantha ~virginpoet
Written for and about April aka Charisma http://www.writerscafe.org/Fantastic
a would be home-wrecking cunt

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Okay...put down the Bukowski and the mirror and say what you really mean....jk. Damn, where do you go with this one? It's a "rant gone wild" and yet I can't help but think how cool it would be if you wrote this about a spoon or fish... guitar or even Gandhi...an empty shampoo bottle...A dry county...Pregnancy sticks or Walt Disney on Ice. Well, either way I am truly impressed with the flow and the flat out roll of this one..maybe a late bus or a door knob ? Great title as well....btw. I just had to stop by this one so Thanks!

Posted 9 Years Ago


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Long and brutal! Perfect for a raging poem such as this one! I know it's been a long time since I reviewed or did really anything active on this site, but now I'm back and I'm ready!

You had some really nice/funny/interesting lines in this piece, these are my favorites:

"You are two faced
each mask is as ugly
as the real face you hide"
"the five dollar hooker
on the corner
banks more dough
than your used up dried up
loosey goosey cooch"

"Your words fall heavy
and meaningless"

"Your words are barely heard
and easily forgotten"

Gives me the shivers!


Further, I noticed a few grammatical errors so I thought i'd just give you a heads up! :) :

"You than tell him
I questioned you
that you felt attached" -then instead of than

"claimed you were to drunk"-too instead of to

"like your the only one
who has been hurt"-you're instead of your

"but your the true definition
of inconsiderate"-you're instead of your

"If their so stupid to believe you"-they're instead of their

Anyhow this was amazing keep up the good work!

Posted 9 Years Ago


DAMN!!! a slap in face indeed, well done girl!!! perfected!

Posted 9 Years Ago


Wow! Amazing how you turned calling her out into art. Xo winter

Posted 9 Years Ago


she told me that she was going to kick your a!! lol

Posted 9 Years Ago


 wordman

9 Years Ago

and I was going to do a colab with you but now I ain`t
Samantha ~virginpoet

9 Years Ago

Me so sad what a loss to the world of poetry ... we must do a collab we owe it to poetry to birth an.. read more
 wordman

9 Years Ago

well that's the theme the birth of a poem see u later
Holy s**t!! Powerful, emotional stuff, VP! And clearly, it puts it into perspective, knowing that it was about a specific person on here. I read some of the conversation below, and although I wouldn't have specifically named who it was about, that's at your discretion.

Without getting involved in the situation at hand (because I prefer not to), I will say that I very much like the poem itself, particularly this stanza:

I see past your
~slithering~
speech as your
liar tongue
spews vulgarities

And I also like the last two stanzas, "My poetry has a lasting effect/That rewrites your subconscious." It certainly got to me, and woke me up!

I also must admit that I like the title, especially because "c**t" is such a reviled word among women (and others), so to use it in an artistic way is admirable. It reminds me of one of the pieces from The Vagina Monologues, called "Reclaiming C**t"; as in that piece, this poem uses the word in kind of an empowering sense. Although you're using it as a put-down here, it feels as if it's empowering for you to release your emotions, and for that I commend you.

I did notice a few spelling errors, but they were relatively minor, like in the line "Your so pathetic/wonder if your new man," it should read, "You're so pathetic."

And in this verse: "You than tell him/I questioned you/that you felt attached," it should read "You [then] tell him." But those are just small typos, and like I said, I like the overall poem very much. I hope the situation works out, one way or another, but that's not my business.



Posted 9 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Mike Emil
was never a hooker
he knows a parapalegic
that dresses in women's clothes
but that's another story
HAI!!!

Posted 9 Years Ago


Remind me to never cross you, Samantha.. lol. Powerful venom here... a potent rant

Posted 9 Years Ago


You are one heck of a girl .. Salute ;)

Posted 9 Years Ago


Hmmm?
I see you have a hard time expressing anger. Ha.
I will say I do not like publicly humiliating others with poetry. I could support the expression without the author's note to direct attention toward another.

Your poetry expresses well the destructive power of manipulation and betrayal. You show well the vile nature of some relationships and ulterior interactions. You forged a deadly weapon with beautifully honed edges of surgical sharpness.

I will never judge your heart or the validity of you accusation, but I would beseech you to reconsider using your art in this manner.


Posted 9 Years Ago


Samantha ~virginpoet

9 Years Ago

I understand all you have said but poetry is a way of ultimate expression of all emotions I am a tru.. read more

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