Open Poetry #28 |
Reality - A Poem for Victims |
ChickyPoo Junior Member
since 2003-09-17
Posts 10 |
Reality Untrue to myself, as I'm spread open wide I face a crossroad where two worlds collide One world where I'm just a piece of meat Dangling by MR's threads of deceit Where I sit in my silence, awaiting a sign That I'm in a realm of pornography in which I was defined Is this all I am, a naked queen That MR wanted to expose to the cyber scene? The path in which I wish to follow Is where my true self lays, it's difficult to swallow The harsh reality, that I am more Than a trophy wife, a dirty whore I sit in solice, waiting for a hopeful reply To my personal plea, my solemn cry To be worth more than lust, for my mind to be noticed For someone to be fully open and honest The path to reality seems long and unstable But I must break free, for I am more than able The light is brighter in reality's course I ran to the glare, with all of my force I am more than what meets the eye Who cares what people think, they have all heard the lie That I am worthless, naive and weak To them without MR my future is bleak A guiding light aiding me with his precious words Drawing me closer to reality, apart from these two separate worlds He is one of a kind, and as he gently whispers I KNOW that I can no longer be controlled by MR!! |
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Seymour Tabin Member Empyrean
since 1999-07-07
Posts 31720Tamarac Fla |
ChickyPoo That's alot to think about, enjoyed the write. |
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