Damaged goods?
Oh sir what exactly do you prefer?
I take you here. Hard and Frantic.
I take you later. Like an innocent girl.
I could take you forever.
No you won't.
You won't treat me like a child.
Use me as your pawn.
Tell me this and tell me more of that.
Messing with my mind.
Where did it go?
Nowhere my friend.
It never was.
Used as a toy.
Meant to destroy others by just being.
Created to gain wealth for another.
I was a minute. A thought. I was rage. I was hot. I was without a doubt.
Just a notch on two people's belt.
All they couldn't have. All they wanted. All they feared.
Created me.
But I was never meant to be.
As cloudy as my mind may be.
One thing is crystal clear.
I see nothing.
There is no me.
I was Not Intended To Be.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A refined poetic imagination, neo r. You may like to read my poem, Love And. Thank you.