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    Poetry Collection Three: Interpersonal Transgressions

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      To lose myself in love for real

      I used to believe in so many things

      I used to fall for all the damn lies

      But now that I can see just a little

      Through all the thick dirty smoke

      I don’t want to leave the house

      But to only find that real true love

      I’d give my soul to be that lost

      Little Boy

      September.27.2002

      boy you don’t know, what you’re doing

      boy you know, I’d drive you to ruin

      you should really know that by now

      you couldn’t handle me if you tried

      boy you don’t know, what you’re doing

      boy you know, I’d drive you to ruin

      Love Hate Relationship

      October.02.2002

      I fell deeply in love with him back then

      And I was angry and hurt when he left

      Now I guess we’re just kind of friends

      But I guess he doesn’t really mind sex

      I am so very confused and going crazy

      Because I don’t know what I should be doing

      Should I have sex just because I want to

      Or should I just finally walk away from him

      Before I get hurt even more then I already am

      Liking Her In That Way

      October.18.2002

      I think I like her in that way

      And it is more than a little scary

      To feel so powerful to not breathe

      And yet so weak in the knees

      To feel so right but somehow feeling wrong

      Because I don’t know what she is thinking

      Is it just me or am I making things up

      Is it just me or could I be in love

      Hoping It Was More

      October.18.2002

      Looking away if I saw I got a glance

      Hoping too hard that it was more than that

      But I always hope for too much in my life

      So I’ll just fall back into my corner again

      I look around the loud room sometimes

      Just being who I am and a little nosey

      I saw someone watching me intently

      They look away immediately and I do too

      I think I am a little too different to be around people

      That must be why I hate them so much

      Or maybe people are just too stupid for me

      I don’t respond very well to stupidly and rudeness

      Yet I am also scared to be around people

      Because I think I am too emotional

      I think I am childish falling for lies and compliments

      It is so hard for me to just be me without regrets

      Looking away if I saw I got a glance

      Hoping too hard that it was more than that

      But I always hope for too much in my life

      So I’ll just fall back into my corner again

      Ignoring Scared Man

      October.21.2002

      I watch him so intently, when he softly speaks

      I don’t think he knows, I always notice him

      He usually doesn’t acknowledge, that I am even here

      Which I don’t understand, because I am always around

      I like him very much, and would love to get to know him more

      But that is hard to do, when he kind of just ignores me

      I love the way he smells, I am so drawn to him

      All I ask is one little chance, to just listen to his mind

      All I want is to know, if I have a chance with him

      Deep Love

      October.23.2002

      To fall in love so deeply

      You can’t see your own hands

      You don’t believe your friends

      When they say it won’t turn out

      You find yourself to be lost

      In your thoughts of losing it

      To be drowning you in fear each night

      To think of these sad things is dangerous

      For all you really see is the light

      To only be happy every single night

      I think is just a dream for some of us

      Pain In My Discovery

      October.24.2002

      my tongue really hurts

      it’s tied in knots

      my stomach really hurts

      it’s flying in circles

      my body starts aching

      and I feel empty inside

      when I think of him

      I don’t know what to say

      so I hide within my self

      I don’t want to change

      but I want to be like him

      I don’t want to move

      afraid I’ll lose this moment

      lots of things hurt inside

      it’s always hard to breathe

      in the pain of my discovery

      That Lyle-ing Man

      October.27.2002

      He came to my house and asked me out for real, fucking hell…

      This time in a different way, I can’t believe this really happened

      He wrote me a little letter, attached to it a fake flower

      Yellow and white, meaning friendship and forgiveness

      My first thought… was what the fuck?!

      My second thought… was I am at a loss for words

      I really don’t know, what to think of this situation

      I want to ask someone, for any opinion on this

      He said in the letter; he was sorry for lying in the past

      And these past couple weeks, have sucked for him

      Supposedly because, I wasn’t around him

      I’m sorry, but that just sounds so contrived and lame to me!

      He is a friend of a friend, in a group of people I know

      And every time we are around each other, we bicker like children

      But I do not think, I could ever really trust him

      He lies to me, to others and to himself all the time

      But he follows me around, and listens to me so intently

      He falls for everything, he does everything I say

      I think I might be using him, he has driven me around in his car

      But he can’t see anything, but his own made up stupid stories and lies

      I don’t trust any man, especially men who lie

      And I fear I’ve lost my trust, in thinking all men just want sex

      He seems just a little desperate, just a little too desperate for something

      He must really want something from me, he must want something!

      He actually asked me out, shit what do I do?

      He wrote a little letter, with a fake flower attached

      Yellow and white, meaning friendship and forgiveness

      It all just feels so fake, he must want something from me

      That Lyle-ing Man II

      October.28.2002

      Remember that guy who asked me out, the one with the little letter and fake flower attached?

      You know that guy, who thinks all his lies are the truth?

      Well he didn’t show up when he was supposed to, for the weekly meetings where both attended

      So I called him, I waited until the day after that…

      I did of course talk to my friends beforehand, because I desperately needed others opinions on this

      To find my thoughts, to find some clarity in actions

      I told them mostly everything, and at first they said hell no!

      But then after they read the little letter, the no changed to a yes

      I was very unsure of myself in this situation, in the beginning

      But I was just quietly thinking, and I can find my thoughts

      I feel in my gut, I don’t think I’ll say yes

      If I think about it, I have to say no

      Lets see, for a few different reason I can think of…

      I honestly do not believe him, it just does not feel sincere

      And I’d rather date other guys more, that must mean something

      So I think
    why even bother, there is no real point

      We can be friends I guess, but he’ll never get that close

      No I Can Not

      November.11.2002

      This I think can’t be,

      to be seeing you with her.

      I know it can’t be real,

      as your hand holds onto hers.

      I just want to pull her hair,

      and tie you up in a chair.

      I’ve never seen you with anyone but me.

      I can just see it in my mind’s eye.

      This happening when I really don’t need it.

      And it hurts to even think of.

      It’s been so long since we were one.

      But I still find it hard to think we are apart.

      For Sure

      November.16.2002

      For him, I’d do anything

      … so don’t get in the way

      For him, I’d go crazy for

      … so don’t start anything

      For him I’d fight a war

      … so don’t even bother trying

      For him, I’d give up everything

      … so don’t doubt me

      For him, I’d give my life

      … so don’t get in the way

      Only One Way Out

      December.14.2002

      He is the only…. one

      For me I know

      But I watched him walk away

      I try not to cry anymore

      I now turn my back to this life

      I believe in nothing

      I trust no one ever at all

      There is no love left for me

      I am too afraid to give anything

      I think I might be…. empty

      Every time I’ve tried

      I just end up bleeding more

      Pleasuring

      January.01.2003

      I can pleasure myself

      but it’s just not the same

      as his hands on my body

      as his tongue on my skin

      I can’t touch myself

      to be able to feel

      the way his hands

      on my body feels

      I feel dirty even though I’ve tried

      it’s just not the same in my mind

      nothing I can do can do it right

      my body just wants him to pleasure me

      Wrap Around

      January.05.2003

      put your arms tightly around me,

      ….. and fly me away.

      hold my hands warmly in yours,

      .. and take me to a different place.

      wrap and twist your mind around mine,

      .. and tell me everything you know.

      let yourself be consumed,

      … by all that we can do,

      .. for all that we can give and create together.

      put your arms tightly around me,

      ….. and take me far away.

      Washing

      January.06.2003

      Envisioning the sensation,

      .. of soft fingertips on skin.

      Standing in the bathtub,

      with the water just running.

      Water tumbling down body parts,

      … as warm touches cold.

      I find myself quietly moaning,

      .. and sighing for some more.

      Thinking of insane naughty things,

      … as my blood rushes South.

      Holding onto the walls,

      because I think I need the help.

      I use what memories I have,

      of you in compromising positions.

      And pretend you're quietly here,

      … secretly watching me wash.

      Stupid Me Hurting

      January.22.2003

      why am i so damn hurt

      i don’t even know him

      why did i trust him so much

      to be alone in his house

      with just him and his roommate

      why was i suddenly so shy and quiet

      and why do i somehow feel so betrayed

      am i just completely insane

      or what the hell is wrong with me

      why do i portray myself as black and white

      when the real me is really grey

      i just don’t understand my stupidity

      I Danced Anyway

      January.24.2003

      I danced wondering, if he’d be there

      Finally forgetting about him, we were ready to leave

      He saw me, before I saw him

      With his face in mine, I said hey

      I told him to wait, while I went to the washroom

      He was surprisingly still there, when I came back

      Waiting like a lost little puppy, he just obeyed me

      I took him outside, around the side of the building

      I didn’t drag him, but my arms was in his

      He said, don’t do it, I looked at him wondering what he was thinking I’d do

      I just wanted to talk, he must have thought I’d jump him

      We talked for a little bit, while my friend patiently waited

      I kept stupidly asking, if we were friends or more

      If he wanted, for us to be friends or more

      I felt I needed an answer right there and then, I was buzzed and being pushy

      I wanted to touch and kiss him, I did kiss him but just a peck

      He said he’d like just friends, but kept giving me mixed signals

      He kept asking, what if he kissed me, I think that is what he said

      I am not supposed to because of my new tongue piercing, but I really wish he had

      I really wonder if I am desirable, just when men are drunk

      It hurts to think of that, but I have nothing to say otherwise

      I kept touching him a lot, complimenting and trying to flirt

      But he did too, touching my body and my face so much

      Acting like he wanted to kiss me, and kissing my face

      I reluctantly had to finally leave, and to let go of him

      My friend and I finally left, to go to a different bar

      And all I could stupidly think of was him, I would have given anything

      I really hope he will still call, and we can hang out and see

      If he really likes me and is just cautious, or if I really am a complete idiot

      I think I really do like him, and am hoping to see him again and soon

      To talk and hang out and see, if he really likes me at all

      Or if he is just jerking me around, what an asshole if so

      We met and hung out and liked what he saw, but what else

      Fine Line

      January.30.2003

      There is a fine line…. between us

      And it scares me to see

      How it just all…. just disappears

      Each time we…. are together

      We are intertwined ending as one

      With no other choices

      Things just happen that way

      The outside world just falls away

      And it scares me to know there is

      A thin fine line of difference…. between us

      Why Do I Keep Stupidly Running

      February.03.2003

      why do I keep running after you?

      just hoping we’ll flirt, hoping for a kiss, next time, next time…

      why do I dress up, makeup on, trying to look pretty?

      in hopes we’ll be face to face, too close to resist

      in hopes you’ll touch my skin with your hand again

      was I really a fool to think you liked me back

      was I really a fool to think we could be together for real

      why do I keep running

      when I am out of breath

      when I can’t see myself no longer

      I just keep looking for you

      when I really don’t understand me

      so how can I understand you

      when you blow me off

      saying we can be just friends

      I think I’ll walk away this time

      maybe run in the oth
    er direction

      I don’t see why I think I want you anymore

      Totally Flirting With Her

      February.15.2003

      I was holding her….. close-close

      We were looking deeply into each other’s eyes

      … with that look, that look that can’t be disguised

      But what were we thinking?

      What did we really want from each other?

      Because nothing ever happened…

      So close, like close-close… but it’s all just in the past now

      I was always wanting her close to me

      Such a warm-soft-smoking hot-hour glass body

      Smooth-fluttering-sweet blonde hair in my grasp

      Pouty-voluptuous lips of an angel

      … Such subtle little hints in the air

      You pointed out that I was hitting on you

      ….. like some school boy crush

      I think you liked the attention from the onlookers

      I’m really torn as to what you were in it for

      Because… I wanted to get closer

      .. I wanted more than a fleeting kiss

      I wanted to engulf you….. close-close

      But I wonder if it was just a fleeting moment in time

      I wanted you for so long… I’ve loved you for so long

      Keep going back for more………. despite the warning signs

      … as I brush away the blood from my beaten and bruised heart

      Yes I was totally flirting with her

      But I wanted so much more

      My William

      March.01.2003

      he is a big aries bad ass

      a new girl on his arm every night

      which i did not know at the time

      but i don't care

      he is what i wanted

     

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