I said this time would be different
I wanted him to feed my soul
Link our hearts using an IV
Circulate love and peace
He grew dependent
My love, his drug
He drained me
Left me
Starved
About the Creator
Ali SP
Ali has found a renewed passion for reading and creating. It is now a form of expression for her– another creative outlet which she works to improve upon.
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Where's the Glory?
In breaking news, rehabilitated Republican Senator Johnnie Johnson (Pronouns: HE, HIM, HIS) called a press conference from the Men’s room of the New Orleans Louis Armstrong International Airport, Concourse B, across from the Ignatius Reilly’s Lucky Dog stand. The Senator had just returned from a sexual reorientation rehabilitation program in Memphis, TN after being publically disgraced at a Buckee’s Truckstop restroom soliciting sex from an undercover cop three months ago. He is a founding member of the Reformed Christians for Christ, a conservative, pro-family and ex-gay advocacy group. In the spirit of being reborn, Senator Johnson invited reporters to marvel at his plans for a major remodeling of airport bathrooms.
By Cathy Schieffelin5 days ago in Humor
Comments (6)
Fantastic sad truth fabulously written!!!💕❤️❤️
Sadly, this happens way too often. Loved your poem so much!
Splendid work! The painting was stunning too!
Very relatable. Everyone wants love and to be able to love but when it’s not returned it gets so draining. Very beauriful
Excellent imagery, loved how you used IV and circulate
Excelent take on the challenge, it is sad when this happens