poem: Goth Girl by BOYBASHER, (2025).
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my poem:
In a state of giving up
Disguised as giving in
It’s not letting go
When he slxps you across the face
Kxsses you on the chin and robs your innocence
No need for dreaming
It only leads to stressing
Dead end roads
Cursed hometowns
Missed trains
Chased the red lights
For a dose of adrenaline
Life on autopilot
A self induced state of mind
The body aches
Unconscious memories
One yearns to erase
With every wrapped leaf
Inhale your fraudulent bliss
Each brown bottle
Swallow your bills
You learn to forget
Never to forgive
Healing open wxunds with tape
Masking brxises with paint
Makeup a happy ending
To a nightmare you aided in penning
A hxgh must be induced to be felt
Hold my one night lover by his dirty palms
Caress his withered face
Love him like a distant mother
Drop his boxers
Hook him by the thrxat
Grip his manhxod and whisper…
“You’re Welcome”
A lady with nothing to lose
Lives for the greed of the night
