Eaten Alive

I’ve been misused

I’ve been abused

To think I’d be perused

Leaves me more than just bruised

I’m utterly subdued

You see,

You’ve had many, but you’re my first

The connection we had

Was an unquenchable thirst

I didn’t feel I had to hide

Never feared being unsatisfied

But I was just a joyride

You never wanted me by your side

You were more than just a desire

You were my heart’s immoral fire

Turns out you’re just a liar

And I was just your spare tire

I was merely an embarrassment

A toy you used to experiment

Your eyes sparkled with merriment

But it was all just arrogance

You tell me you had fun

Stringing me along like I’d won

But I was just “someone”

I’d never be “the one”

But now I’m stuck inside

You sliced my heart like pumpkin pie

I know it’s scrumptious, everyone wants to try

Until there’s nothing left, and you wonder why

Now I’ll just run and hide

I’m being eaten alive









But even if it hurts

You’ll always be my first

And my love for you

Will forever have me cursed

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I’m nobody and somebody at the same time.

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