- Non-Erotic Poetry
- When?
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I sit here banging my head alongside the wall.
Fingers tracing the bed you used to lay
I wish you were here still.
But what would I say?
That I am in this cocoon all alone
Locked away
Awaiting you to make me a butterfly
Someday
Will anyone covet me the way he craved my soul
I wonder will I ever be adept to fully let go?
So I wait and I wait
Waiting for him to understand
Not knowing where to turn
He is the one that holds my life in his hands.
He is my god
The one that plans my life out
So what do I do
When he is not about
I feel puzzled and isolated
Perplexed and forgotten
Like an apple once delicious
Then suddenly rotten
What have I done, as I sit here alone
When will he call his girl finally home?
