Susie Brooks

Joined July 2018

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Consent?
Sex Sex Sex I️ know what it is to me It is my past The past you desperately want me to be The past you spit in my face every time you are given the opportunity
By Susie Brooks7 years ago in Poets
Written in the Stars
I lie awake at night Staring at the sky Through my open window And I think to myself “Why it is that the sight of stars
By Susie Brooks7 years ago in Poets
A Brief Conversation
Life asked death: "Why do people love me but hate you"? Death responded: "Because you are a beautiful lie and I am a painful truth".
By Susie Brooks7 years ago in Poets
Romancing Satan
Have you ever heard the idiom "The devil is not so black as he is painted?" Figuratively it means a person isn't as bad as people say he or she is. When I say it I mean it quite literally. The devil may not be as bad as people say. There is that theory but then there is also the thought that maybe my soul is more damaged and corrupt than people say. Maybe I'm not painted nearly as black as I should be. Why else would I dream of romancing Satan?
By Susie Brooks7 years ago in Filthy
Green
It is the growth from spring And the early morning mist When she kisses me goodnight It is the feel of her lips It is the goodnight embrace
By Susie Brooks7 years ago in Poets
Stay
We were happy once You and I We would lie in bed And you would hold me You'd whisper into my ear And tell me to stay
By Susie Brooks7 years ago in Poets
Shades of Red
What I didn’t know before Was that our love was an illusion A fun house in which we explored and played I wasn’t prepared for the unstable foundation
By Susie Brooks7 years ago in Poets