- Non-Erotic Poetry
- I Don't Know How...
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I don’t know how
I became so pessimistic,
Once a young child full
Of hopes and dreams and now
I’m grown with grim and gory tales to tell
Of life and hurt,
Anger and pain.
I don’t know how
I became so confused
Between love and lust,
Once a young girl
Excited at giving my heart to my love
And now I’m grown my heart
I keep just for me.
I don’t know how
I became so difficult,
Once a woman who was easy to please
Who laughed and sang
And looked forward in life
And now I’m tired and sad
And only look back.
- COMMENTS
hippiedudealmost 19 years agoin me wants to say "Well it doesn't get any better." but then of course you would know that I am only kidding. Good job of expressing your emotions here. Now the old man in me wants to say that if you let the brokeness turn to hardness and bitterness it will not help your writing, but if you allow it to grind you to dust you will be ever more powerful -
Seeker n Finderalmost 19 years agoAs good as your erotic poetry is J your other poetry never fails to tug at my heart,nice job.
Anonymousalmost 19 years agoof so many of us women, isn't it? Unfortunately, it's not pessimism, but realism that often times reminds us we're not naive girls anymore. I sometimes wish I fell under the 'ignorance is bliss' clause but I guess I'm even too old for that shelter. Jenn, this was a wonderfully layed out bitch session. Thank you for sharing it with Me today.
Vixxx
