Flaming Raw

by Beth K Hannah

You are so raw and
So special
With your uniqueness
And way of existing
Without even wanting to

You are so raw and
I feel like a whore
Used up by the wind
jealous and tangled
And I wanted
To be happy.

And i feel swept away
Into the corner
Hidden because I can't
Make you smile
And love my eyes
I bled for you
And shed my clothes
Let my skin follow yours
And you were never satisfied.

How come I can't be good enough?
With my bruised skin
Wilted hair
And eyes that don't sparkle
I wish it was simple to be lovely
And easy for you to heart me
Satisfaction is the thing I can't bring
To this already demolished table.


Author's Note: Why am i so jumbled up?
I apoligize if this is terrible...but it was bursting out of me...
Could you look me in the eyes and tell me your happy now? ~Michelle Branch

Posted on 08/16/2003
Copyright © 2023 Beth K Hannah

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Cymbre Dolphay on 08/18/03 at 05:32 AM

It's amazing. The best things we write are the ones that burst from somewhere inside of us, I've noticed this.

Posted by Max Bouillet on 08/18/03 at 06:33 PM

Great outpouring of raw emotion. Great flow that really brings the emotions home to the reader's mind.

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