only seventeen
something that feels like a country song
he was sweet seventeen, i was just a kid,
he made me feel more special than my daddy ever did.
a folded note slipped into my hand,
his number mine,
and he became my man.
.
just a random chance meeting
in tuesday’s record store,
but that crumpled piece of paper
was impossible to ignore.
.
‘cause when you’re starving for affection,
and never felt wanted too,
scraps from any dog’s bowl
taste like nourishment to you.
.
all i ever wanted was a little love,
softness, warmth, to be held like a dove.
but i was just an easy bird to pluck,
and all he saw
was an easy fuck.
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Day 4 of Quitting
If this is how sobriety feels, maybe it’s better to go through life a little buzzed… this, along with other hits like, I want to kill myself, I wish I was dead, and I’m going to throw myself off a bridge have been the only thoughts on rotation these past few days. I promise myself that if, in a month, I still feel like this (‘this’ meaning despondent, full of rage, and simultaneously numb) I can go back to smoking. Until mid-February though? Nicotine is off the table.
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Damn, so many of us were easy prey with no protection whatsoever! I hate that I and so many others feel some way about that instead of throwing fire-darts at expert predators without a heart. This poem is perfected expression. May its message reverberate through the people it needs to target. Truly thankful it was featured. It REALLY needed to be!
Back to say congratulations on your Top Story! 🎉💖🎊🎉💖🎊
😢 That karma will eventually bite him in the butt! Nicely-written Kayleigh!
Raw and powerful Speaks to scars 12 years old and too raw to claim Congrats on a well earned top story
The line scraps from any dog’s bowl taste like nourishment to you hurts in the most honest way. That metaphor alone says everything.
Back to say congrats! Forgot to comment originally
sad that I predicted ending-young men preying on vulnerable women
Oof, that ending was so sad. And this poem gave me strong vibes of Taylor Swift. Loved it!
So poignant and powerful.