I am a W***e

I am a w***e;
Shameless as the prostitute on the corner,
As the celebrity starlet shaking her a*s for cash. 
I see in extremes. 
Black and white. 
No middle ground. 
We are all w****s.

Society instilled, drilled, and fillled
Me with the lies that I still keep inside. 
The denied lust in my eyes.
I am a w***e.

Over years that felt like lifetimes
I sit and play the role. 
A fetish. 
A hushed secret. 
The w***e.

Panties wet from every slap,
Every choke,
Every violation
Only to have my mind catch up later. 
Emotions. 
Tears. 
New wounds to bandage and heal and mend.

Who am I?
What do I stand for?
On my knees,
Before God and the man above me,
Gagging and sputtering amidst the need for more
I wonder when I will break. 
When will I break into a sob,
Have to stop. 
Line crossed. 
I am a sensitive little w***e
With suicidal tendencies. 
My wounds do not heal.

I don't know who I am
Amongst the dark and distraught. 
A glutton for punishment?
A w***e we reveled in it?

Ideas toss and turn

Amongst every twist and turn,
Shove and pull,
Hit or spit. 
Need for violation. 
A true masochist that f***s up her life in the process. 
I am a w***e. 

Reviews

[Pete]

this is so p o w e r f u l. there is so much contained in your raw, honest words. this is stark, deep and philosophical. i take a lot from this. great share. thank you! ... :)

[Poet]

So sad to read this. I'm sure this applies to many woman, especially those whose self-worth and self-esteem is so low they barely know who they are.

[Micheal Frank]

Really enjoyed this poem. So real, so raw.