Mediocre Poetry by Me

A party with trusted friends Spiced rum Beer pong Strip Uno The sober one calling the shots Every turn, I lost Keep drinking Keep stripping Eyes mercilessly peeling off the layers Game over Bed time Separate rooms What was I wearing? The smell of liquor on my breath? The inability to think? The inability to stand? Completely numb But he just wants to cuddle He must be lonely Hands on my waist Moving up Moving down A whirlwind of no's in my head But nothing on my lips but his So that must mean yes Because the difference between a no and a yes Is a bottle of Captain Morgan The taste of his tongue on mine It tasted like a no I wish I had the power to scream out loud Not just in my mind This was private property My property But he claimed it for his own And if I were actually property There would be justice He left I cried Can't say anything They'll think I lied Because here in America The difference between a no and a yes Is a bott...

Once upon a time In a land all in her head There was a little girl trapped Wishing she were dead She took a blade to her skin Covered every inch of her hips But not a single cry ever escaped her lips She stopped praying She thought maybe God had forgot That he had left her in this hell I wish I could tell her that he had not The road she walked was lonely He took her best friend They said it must have been her time She couldn't believe them And though she was broken and beaten Hurting on the inside She finally got out of her head She made it out alive And God held her tightly As she cried for everything she had lost And he whispered to her "You made it" As she turned and she tossed And though she still hurts And the scars are all still there Her eyes are now open to the life and the beauty All around her Everywhere