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I am not your whore

Poetry By: jenwritingisinmysoul38
Poetry



I was so angry when I wrote this. I was only looking for friends online. I don't want to be anybody's whore...Read and you'll see what I mean. Am I submissive? I was raped for years. Do these men think I'm going to let them rape me emotionally as well as physicallly. I don't think so.


Submitted:Apr 28, 2007    Reads: 176    Comments: 7    Likes: 1   


I can't believe I am doing this again,

Chatting online, making friends.

I swore I'd never do this-ever,

Open my heart-not even a little-

I'd stay locked up in myself forever.

I don't and can't trust-

I don't want to give into lonliness and lust,

I would just like to have a friend, just someone to talk to.

But when you start-talking-they either want to meet or they disappear.

Chatting with someone can take me out of my depression-away from being blue.

Sometimes you find someone to IM,

they like you, you like them;

Then they disappear and it was as if you never even knew...

Each other-

You miss them briefly...

Then you type and click and move on to another.

Then you talk to the ones that want to meet,

"Let's have sex and be discreet"

But I wasn't looking for sex or even someone to date,

I don't have the self-esteem for all that...

Just someone to talk to would be great.

Can't anybody just be friends,

Leave each other with a laugh and a smile when the conversation ends.

Until the next time you can chat...

I don't want to meet you, marry you or be your damn whore-

Can't you just be ny friend and leave it at that?

I don't have the time or energy to try again-

I have five kids and a broken heart that won't mend,

I am almost 38 years old and I have accepted my destiny-

of being alone-

living in solitude and misery.

I just want a friend to take some of the sadness away,

One that will listen to what I have to say.

I promise to do the same for you,

If ever you need me-

I'll be there if listening is what you need me to do.

But if you need to see me-

to screw me and call me your whore, it won't be.

Are you submissive? I wanted to scream-

I don't know why don't you ask my step-dad...

He raped me and pushed me around for years-guess things are never as they seem.

I don't like being called a whore even f I did like you,

I don't anymore-although it's not your fault for all I've been through.

I'll be the first to admit that I am lonely and maybe sex would be okay,

Sometimes-

But I just can't trust anymore-especially that way.

Am I crazy for just wanting a friend?

Type, chat and hit send...

Don't touch, don't see-

Then I can't get hurt, not again,

I just someone to talk and laugh with me.





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