I am a writer. Therefore, I am not sane. -Edgar Allan Poe
Ask me about myself
No topic is off the table
I can’t be the only one
Who is willing and able
To open up
To let one in
To remove my mask
To show my skin
I will bare my soul
To the right one
If you are not it
Then let’s be done
I have no time
To want and waste
Give in to me now
Or you will be erased
BW’24
Almost there
What does that mean
I’m not where I
Thought I’d be
I did not expect
A suicide attempt
One or more
Rehabilitation stays
Jobs upon jobs
Figuring out
Who I am
Who I’m supposed to be
Fired for the first time
In my many pursuits
Am I stopping myself
Am I in my own way?
I don’t feel okay
I don’t feel right
I don’t know what’s going on
I don’t know what mask to don
I act
I apply
I try so hard
I’m lost in myself
I’m wrong for the part
The position, the role
I try so hard
I’m still the black swan
I won’t give up
Figuring out
Who I am
Not put on a shelf
Like a book
Or a journal
With words
Or none
I will
Find out
Who I am
For once and for all
I will write
I will sing
I will be with myself
One on one
The heartbreak
The tears, and pain
Are all I am and
I will not fall
I will over come
I will pursue
I will love again
I will continue to hope
For more than I am
For more than I can be
For all that I want
For all that is to be
I want for more
I need to be
One who lives
One who can cope
To be
To be
To be
The truest me
BW’24
I want so much to feel
To see what you have seen
The life that now seem so unreal
Oh what could have been
Your words were tender
Your words were fierce
The words you would reneder
The heart you could pierce
Emily my cousin
Several times removed
We are joined by crimson
Even if unproved
Your words echo in me
Your writing in my veins
I know that you can see in me
You are what remains
-BW’24
Dating in your 40s
Why is it so hard?
No magically falling in love
As written by the Bard
Too mature and done
With meeting at the bars
Having now to deal with
One another’s scars
What is it that one
Is looking for
Someone who gives you that look
That you’re the one they adore
A man with children
That you will love
A family that
Fits you like a glove
No one who has
Too much drama with their ex
Someone who isn’t
Just looking for sex
Someone who genuinely
Has no doubt
About getting to know
What you are really about
Can you match
With who I am
Will you get to know me
Will you give a damn
There comes a time
In one’s life
Where being alone
Is a choice
Then you get
To the point
You really want
To meet “the one”
So what is
The approach
Where you can
Express your real voice
Can you show them
Who you really are
Or are will your work
Be completely undone
Will they accept you
Flaws and all
Will you meet your match
Celebrate and rejoice
Someone really sees you
Loves you for who you are
Knows and loves your flaws
Because you are their one
Do you want it
The way I want it
No strings attached
Let me practice on you
Show me how
To open up
Accept what I crave
Without fear
Make me feel beautiful
Even if I don’t
Show me how
To feel my body
Without reservation
Without hesitation
Knowing you’re safe
With me
No presumption
Of anything more
Release the fear
I’ve built up inside
My mind
My body
Not feeling
Worthy of passion
Purely physical intent
No further expectations
Take me forcefully
Then kiss me gently
Press your lips to mine
The gentle touch of
Our tongues
Wanting to devour
But holding back
Tenderness hovering
Above the frenzy
Touch me
Let your fingers wander
The nape of my neck
Wandering down my spine
Grab me with both hands
Pulling me into you
Your strong chest
Pressing into
My yielding figure
A perfect combination
Force and fervor
You pull back
Kissing me gently
Your fingers wander
Once again
Exploring
The steam is releasing
From inside me
You feel the warmth
Circling and pursuing
The point of no return
You’ve opened gateway
I’m wet
For you
I want
To wrap my legs
Around you
Feel you inside me
Feed my hunger
Fill me with your
Firmness
Allow me to absorb
Every inch of you
With every advance
I will take you deeper
Consuming you
Until you’ve weakened
When you are spent
My fingers
My lips
Will now explore you
Your body
I will breathe
Life back into you
Until you can no longer
Resist my advances
Gentleness
No longer a concept
Now animal instinct
Takes over
You turn me over
And take me
I’m a play thing
You refuse to release
Your greed takes over
Hunger,
You ravage me
Your prey
I’m not a casualty
Of your appetite
You are a casualty
Of mine
I want more
I will take it
Until I have learned
What I came
To learn
The married man
Tells her
What he thinks
She wants to hear
He’s oh so
Sad and lonely
His relationship is
At its end
He needs a shoulder
To cry on
More like
A bed
To lie on
To take a few minutes
Of her time
To satisfy
His primal urge
Using her
Until the next girl
Catches his eye
Catches his…
This girl is
Playing his game
Giving him what he desires
Just to satisfy
Her own thirst
She doesn’t want
His lies or his love
Like him
She
Only
Wants
One
Thing
The one with nothing to lose
And nothing to gain
I am in control
Of what I obtain
With my friends
Talking about you
What the fuck
Are you doing?
They ask
They don’t know
That I know
Who you really are
They warn me
I laugh inside
Listen to their lectures
About how
You only want
One thing
Oh if they knew
You’re not playing me
I’m playing you
His brow sweats with fear
Or is it anticipation.
Standing close
Too close
Maybe
Grabbing her
Pulling her into him
He kisses her
Her lips her neck
She pushes him away
Red shame floods his face
How could he lose control?
One finger
Under his chin
She tilts his head
Looking into his eyes
His fear returns
As he sees
The look in her eyes
She
Is
Going
To
Devour
Him
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