My fault
You and me, are not to be.
Our love forbidden, like Romeo and Juliette.
My parents just don't understand.
They don't see that my love for you,
flies beyond just a teenage crush.
They don't see that our love,
our love is unconditional.
So I sneak around, behind their backs.
What they don't know wont hurt 'em.
But what I didn't know,
was that it might hurt me.
The weeks turned into months.
I said no, but you said they are all doing it.
You whispered in my ear,
you wouldn't love me anymore if I didnt.
I said your love must not be true,
took a couple steps back, but you pulled me close.
You said you wouldnt hurt me.
But you lied.
I refused, but my refusals had no effect.
Over and over and over again,
you took me.
I tried to fight it, but your strength overwhelmed me.
The pain, not only of the sex, but of hiding it from everyone,
was unbarable.
You said if I told a soul, you'd kill me.
I thought you loved me.
How could you do this?
I guess it's true, a stiff dick really has no concience.
My parents were right,
you were just trouble.
I'ts been months now,
since you were put in jail.
I still have nightmares,
I am still plagued by the fears.
Never again, will I be the same.
Most would say it's YOUR fault.
well, most would lie.
The fault is no one's but mine.
Comments
This is pretty intense!
I guess it's true, a stiff dick really has no concience.
Is a line that bites (I'm sorry you are using it/thinking about it at 14) but it is definitely an edgy observation.
It might be useful to look at the 'tenses' you are writing in - past, present and future, and to make sure that they are lining up in your poems. For instance, this poem starts in the present tense - your parents not understanding your love for this person now ... but a little later in the poem, you've moved into past tense (its all good to jump tenses but you need to do it with control). I can help you look at this more in private if you like, let me know.
Also, I wonder what might happen if you were to look at this poem, and some of your others too -- and start asking yourself, which lines you are passionate about. Like, if you had to pay $200.00 for each line - which ones would you be willing to pay to keep, and which would you cut?
Then get out those scissors and do a little trimming :)
I'm so pleased to see you are steadily writing. You're getting a nice selection of work up on your blog! YAY you :)
yeah. ok ive been told the tense thing before... i guess that kinda thing just sorta slips my mind when trying to write... ill try harder to keep it in mind
ok... the scissors will come out from now on... i know a lot of my poems have unnecissary lines that cut down the quality...
200$????? AAAHH ID NEVER BE ABLE TO WRITE AGAIN!!!! lol ;)