The inner woman
I am a woman that walks around with the mind of a child, sometimes I am not sure how to keep my temper mild. My inner self thrives off of sexual passion and intimacy. I stare off into space and hope and seek desperately for something I feel like I'll never find. The feeling and depth of my body against another body is the one thing that brings out my happiness. All of the bad things in life are the things that bring satisfaction to me. Blood and flesh and pain I live daily off of. When I look at you I can see your happiness , your sadness and your anger. I look up at the stars but all I can see is my scars laying out my heart. This man has come into my life, I'm not sure some days if he's in my dreams or if this a reality. I don't know whether he will be my life long partner but that's what I wish for every single day.
When I was that sweet little girl who would dance and sing feeling like a princess dressing up in dresses turned into a broken hearted woman living life dealing with messes.
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