Poems & Stories

She…I… Part I

She desired completion from others outside of her being

So bad that she constantly found herself in misfortunate situations

Friend after friend, man after man, she continued on her journey to search for something

Something she had no idea of what it was, but she wanted to fill a void she possessed

Possessive of persons, she couldn’t let go

Possessive of materials, so that people wouldn’t know

How broken she was as an individual

Seeking to be loved, desired, wanted and liked

She became a doormat for people of all walks of life

Men wouldn’t commit to her, although she used sex for love

Friends wouldn’t be loyal to her, although she used money for buzz

Her desires for being the one, ate her so bad inside

Until she took her own life and woke up alive

To be continued….

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