Afraid to be seen.
Afraid to be heard.
Backwards I run, away.
Cowards.
Do what you want.
Except you didn't see.
Facts you told.
Gather your thoughts.
Hate you.
I lost it.
Jerk, she said.
Kick off, I wish.
Lean towards me.
Make it with or without.
No more games to be played.
On another note, where are you?
Pizza, pizza, I LOVE pizza.
Quickly thinking you are the one.
Rather than wait, decide now.
Together we make one, don't you know?
Use your words, kindly.
Value my work.
Walk up to me, kiss me, call me.
Xoxo
You're the one.
Zone.
About the Creator
alyssa f
Just writing poetry or pretty much anything to help ease my mind...
All The World Loves A Clown
She caught herself flinching as he passed behind her, dragging his fingertips across the fabric on her chair. Without the slightest touch, she closed her eyes and disappeared into a memory of the last time he HAD touched her. Her body bore the scars that were given to remind her exactly who was in charge.
By Kelli Sheckler-Amsden6 days ago in Fiction
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