Heres to the girls who’s hearts were broken by a man long before any boy got ahold of it.
Heres to the girls who believe that they can’t be loved because the one man who was supposed to always love them didn’t.
Heres to the girls who can’t stay in a relationship because all they were ever taught was how to leave one.
Heres to the girls who are in an abusive relationship and don’t know it because it’s what they grew up seeing.
Heres to the girls who can’t trust men because the man they were supposed to always be able to count on left.
Heres to the girls who are scared to have kids because they never want their kids to face the same pain they had to endure.
Heres to the girls who refuse to say they have a dad because all their father ever was is a man who helped create them.
You’re not my dad, you’re just the man who helped create me// 4am
I only feel like myself when I’m dancing around a penthouse apartment in a fur coat, drinking champagne from the bottle. He’s watching me, laughing, with his wallet out and his dick hard.
I’m painted like a sad sixties movie star. At 2am I lie in bed with my head on his chest. It’s black & white, but I know my tongue shines like rubies, wet & glossy. Is he watching me sleeping? I’m getting warmer but I don’t want him to see me soften just yet.
When I try to go he stops me with his hands around my throat. If I say no then I’m a ghost & I’ve never been the kind of girl who fades out like a star. I’m neon signs & prison bars. Give love and then I take it. I’ve been taken from the most.
Sometimes I think I’m so pure that my blood runs clear like holy water & everyone who looks into my eyes will know that I don’t fall in love. I fall from heaven. He thinks I’m here to save him….
Face of an angel & the body of a porn star. The men play cards and split cash like God is watching but he keeps his eyes shut tight, like I do at night when they touch me like a rose, only petals, no thorns…