my poem:

He loves me like my dad

By not caring about me at all

No mind

No heart

No soul

Pretty young thing

With nowhere to go

Lost soul

Begging for a man

To call her own

Friends with benefits

Without the friendliness

He seeks love

Yet, never gives it

Takes it for himself

And tosses me to the wolves

Once my brain fully develops

Plays with his food

Never swxllows it

Stxrves himself

For a fix of deprivation

Consumed by self inflicted dxpression

Hxll isn’t somewhere you’re born

You’re invited

A place you visit

He chooses burnt coal

Over a woman who gives freely

A precious stone

A dainty daisy

A beautiful baby

He would never love me

Because, he’s too ashamed of himself

His taste for dxmons

I asked to be seen

He shut the door

Locked it twice

With my claws still in the frame

Hot enough for a secret

Svxy enough for a weekend

Not enough to keep his attention

I wasn’t supposed to fall in love

Just a living twisted fantasy