Stupid Girl

Stupid Girl

A Poem by Zoe
"

I know, I know

"


Instead of pulling away,
I hand you the knife to cut deeper
masochist for your rejection
I swallow my desperate
pathetic
shred of hope 
that will make you worth it.

More than willing to give another chance
so you can kiss away my tears you caused
and thrill my soul you shattered.

All I want is your love.
your bloody inconsistency drives me to
obsession.
A mask upon my heart
bleed for you.
over and over again.

© 2010 Zoe



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woah.

Posted 7 Years Ago


Powerful, yet desperate. You certainly have a way with words. This poem is both heartbreaking and wonderful. The flow and rhythm are both perfect and the emotion drives it from the first line to the very last word. I like how you did some word play on it, too. I always feel like that can add to a piece. Great work!

Posted 7 Years Ago


At first, I thought it was a self-destructive relationship, but looking at it a second time, the word "rejection" makes it more obvious what you're trying to express. It's a horrific description, and it serves as a reminder of how emotionally devastating such a seemingly small thing is.

Posted 7 Years Ago


Such power and great description in this poem. Sometime we can give everything and ain't ever enough. Your words told a story of blood and desire that will only increase with time. A outstanding poem.
Coyote

Posted 7 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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Zoe
Zoe

New York City, NY



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