Your eyes. Your caramel colored eyes.
The ones that lead the way into your mind.
The mind that surely works overtime to conjure up all those lies.
The lies that end up spewing out of your decietful lips.
Your lips. Your apple red lips.
The ones that used to make me weak, now make me sick.
And as you try to save whatever feelings I have left for you with those lips
my heart threatens to stop its function. My own body telling me to stop before it's too late.
Your hips. Your strong hips.
The ones that used to make me tremble, now make me cringe.
As you try one last time to move into me, I slip out of your hold.
Reality rushes back and I'm reminded of her.
Her. Oh, beautiful her.
The one that you snuck around with. The one you challenged my trust with.
As you try and explain that she meant nothing I turn and walk out.
I think about where I'll go next. I think about the fact that you were never worth it.
i l ike it alot and its something people can relate to, and was really well written , and filled with emotions, but like psyko said dont be afraid to lengthen what you feel,keep going untill there is nothing left of the emotion you started out with, take care
very well written... except for at the end... you let go of your pattern that you were writing with to put all of your emotions in... don't be afraid to lengthen it if your feelings aren't completely out yet, just continue going on following your pattern of style until you've said everything... I could imagine with the last stanza, you have a lot you wanna say, so this poem could have been maybe ten stanzas longer. maybe more.