Poetry – Watch Who You’re Fucking With|Trimmed Version

Infatuated 

The only thing that caught his eye was her body, the stroke of her waist line immediately he acknowledges he wants her so he uses so many corny ass pickup lines just to get in between her thighs he told her many lies and the crazy thing is she believed it because it was all the things that she wanted to hear so within the same day she offers him a shot at a “real relationship”

because the qualification of his appearance was all that she needed, for that she bled all of her feelings out and fell in love within a week. To her, his appearance was life which contributed to her weakness, you know he was the cute type, the type that made most chicks gullible overnight

you see he knew that he had got her the first moment he acquired her visuals ever since that moment he plotted against her he had one goal in mind and that was to break her wall of boundaries down and believe me that task wasn’t easy for him it took time but he didn’t give a fuck he just wanted his nut so he began torturing her mind by feeding her all type of lies in time he grew bored with her and soon began to explore his great departure

after years of being mind fucked she’s completely used up, in a desperate attempt she tries to obtain his attention just for a little bit she opens up and expresses herself but of course he don’t wanna listen to none of it so she breaks down and cry and he replies with some cold shit “you crazy bitch” she grabs a knife and says I’ll show you crazy my nigga you don’t know who you fucking with

long story short she catches him and slices off his penis, like it wasn’t shit and fucks him in his ass with his own dick, now ain’t that some shit. the moral of this story is watch who you fucking with

Thank you all for reading I hope you all enjoyed reading my post. Stay tuned there will be more. Also I do apologize for the foul language I chose to use in my poem, I just believe it shouldn’t be any boundaries when it comes to writing and telling stories. Freedom Expressed! 🙏

Insecurities (Poetry)

I thought to write you a corny little letter

I’d begin this letter with

Roses are red, violets are blue

For you, I’m madly deeply ashamed of you,

wait a second, that’s not true its obvious that I’m over-obsessed with you

the way you talk, the way you walk, the way you move, the way you dance, the way you groove

I’m in love with you but, you’ll never know because I’ll never show

so I’ll forever pretend that I hate you

but fatal truth is I simply can’t live without you it just seems I lack breathing whenever you’re not In my presence  

see my love for you is very strange, extremely deranged filled with anger and often controlled by raged

though I’ve never abused you the thought of you with someone else grows and have a negative effect on my everyday activities these insecurities live within and was birthed by the thought of you with someone else

So I’ll pretend that I hate you, my love for you, I’ll never show

because of these thoughts that always seems to get in the way of our growth, I am submerged in these insecurities or maybe I just need therapy

This is just a short poetic story it is not nor never have been a true situation In my life, but for others, this may have happened if so or if not this writing is just for fun so enjoy.

Also, note this simple quote from me “If You Can’t Trust Em You Shouldn’t Be With Em