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On The Art of Breaking and Entering

June 26, 2015
By futurista12 ELITE, Far Rockaway, New York
futurista12 ELITE, Far Rockaway, New York
615 articles 1 photo 114 comments

Favorite Quote:
"And though she be but little, she is fierce."- Shakespeare


I'm sorry we had a fight

I know it was pretty bad

We were both feeling angry

But now I'm full of sad

 

While half my heart is senseless

The other side can feel

And past the wall of deadened numb

There lie feelings all too real

 

I'd lie and say I hate you

Just so I could survive

Cuz if you knew that I still cared

Your hands would bleed me dry

 

Your experience is more than mine

You know inside I'm still a child

But watching me learn to feel new things

Gives you pleasure that makes my heart wild

 

Wild you are as I watch your ways

And dangerous, though I don't know how

You claim to love me and want to protect

Yet hurt me by breaking an unspoken vow

 

A vow that allowed me to trust you

Only now I'm not so sure

It seems you want to rampage my heart

Then, find your way to the door

 

It's because I don't know any better

Oh yes, I'm so naive

But you taught me how to be much more than my age

You made innocence grow up and leave

 

Innocent I was when I came to you

Confused and tainted I will go

I thought you were someone to look up to and now

Your fondling has brought me down low

 

I love you so much it kills me inside

Your "friendship" has left me broken

You plead it's not true, not realizing you

Have spilled me and left me open

 

I trusted you to hold the key

I trusted you to keep my heart

I guess it's not breaking in if I gave you access

But you lied and made it an art

 

I suppose I feel you took advantage

Of my fresh blood and new skin

A "young" girl without experience- an adventure

Not sure who to push out or let in

 

The main thing is that I trusted you

I let your arms wash the pain away

I guess I was looking for a daddy protection

But I let your illusions lead me astray

 

I don't know what I want

I don't know what I need

But I know that the love for you

Breeded out of lies and greed

 

Now I don't feel safe at all

Your hands on me are suffocating

And I can't breathe cuz the song is gone

The cycle like a fan oscillating

 

Still, I'm sorry that I hurt you

Or was that part of the scene?

Did you plan the sorrow on your face?

Theatrics must be found in your genes

 

It was never my desire

To feel the way I do

But since you're fine and going strong

I'll say: "Sir, kudos to you."



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on Aug. 11 2015 at 2:18 pm
futurista12 ELITE, Far Rockaway, New York
615 articles 1 photo 114 comments

Favorite Quote:
"And though she be but little, she is fierce."- Shakespeare

And I do not like green tea either :)

on Aug. 11 2015 at 1:55 pm
futurista12 ELITE, Far Rockaway, New York
615 articles 1 photo 114 comments

Favorite Quote:
"And though she be but little, she is fierce."- Shakespeare

Sure, I'll read it

on Aug. 11 2015 at 10:22 am
Greenteadragon BRONZE, Rolling Hills Estates, California
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You're very welcome :) Would you mind reading my article? I don't have any comments either.

on Aug. 10 2015 at 10:30 pm
futurista12 ELITE, Far Rockaway, New York
615 articles 1 photo 114 comments

Favorite Quote:
"And though she be but little, she is fierce."- Shakespeare

Thank you for commenting! I've been writing for a while and you're the first ever person to comment on one of my pieces. I didn't like the first stanza either. I've been looking for a way to edit published work, but can't find one. Once again, thank you so much for your comment. Please read my other poems once they are published. Thank you!!!!!!! #exhilirated

on Aug. 10 2015 at 9:24 pm
Greenteadragon BRONZE, Rolling Hills Estates, California
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Wow, this is amazing! I really loved it, it was so descriptive and visual. The first stanza was the only bit I didn't like- it seemed a little too simple, maybe a little cheesy? I don't read a lot of poetry, but this was enrapturing.


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