Monthly Archives: February 2018

No Regrets [POEM]

the way you loved me worked

even if the way you loved me hurt

but I’d long ago gotten used to it

after all, I’d gotten use through it

I prefer a pain that prepares me

and being ignored just scares me

so I was always going to make it

to show you that I could take it

while you’d never been challenged

for manners you had learned malice

I felt that I could reach you

felt my submission would teach you

oh, you hurt me as routine

but my wants were as you need

I surrendered pride and peace

for attention

traded self-esteem and dignity

for a mention

I am torn for your amusement

worn or warned as you choose it

you found new ways to destroy

apology used as a decoy

my body served you first and last

you never had to ask

I had to beg for reciprocity

or for you to get on top of me

to adore me in your lust

you’d just ignore me in your rush

your pleasing was to oblige me

but you’ve never been inside me

while I emptied you of desire

you just let mines expire…

but the way you loved me worked

even if the way you loved me hurt.

-see

©2018 Cornelious “See” Flowers

@seethepoet

Advertisements

On Social Media…

suffice it to say,
everyone cheats
but not everyone gets caught
just as well,
everybody is for sell
but not everyone gets bought
no man is without blame
we all are guilty at a very least
each and all are liars to some extent
silence is honor amongst the thieves
pillow talk could serve subpoena
trust will indict for blame
emotions produce the evidence
hurt will mirror just the same
the resentment of regret
is why optimism dies
facing towards the past
is for production of the cries
jealousy is how we go
hate is why we do
ego is always toxic
pride is always proof
there are no true rules of engagement
be it just necessary means
hard work humbled by a lottery
of beneficial cons and schemes
and everyone is just as ready
to pounce upon the wave
a master speak in master,
and a slave should speak in slave
electronic crowds of the foolish
photographic clouds contain the midst
no particular order of success
just whomever made the list
green lights direct the traffic
along this worldwide web
spiders of insecurity
catch their prey by walking dead
a false sense of belonging
misguided notions of a ruse
in a snap she loses dignity
bartered cheaply for some views
and to some victim comes the spoil
a rotted carcass dressed in shame
pleading guilty of being normal
or being wanted, just the same
ideas toward being different
shot down by capitalists
follow me for your instruction
is from the wisdom of assists
and share in this destruction
leave your soul and sight behind
better yet to be accepted
than to ignore these private lives
diminish your capacity
for who you were to be
he left his true ambition
for the attention of a scene
haven’t seen them since logging on
been different zombies by the day
remembered to check your timeline
but forgot to walk away
and no distinction of these victims
child and parent share alike
whose to say there should be different
if we pretend it not as why
continue scrolling down this spiral
and find yourself along the way
another mention in the graveyard
becoming ghost of hollowed way

… suffice it to say,
everyone cheats
but not everyone gets caught
just as well,
everybody is for sell
but not everyone gets bought.

-see

©2018 Cornelious “See” Flowers
@seethepoet