I censored out the cuss words since the board will message them out but feel try are necassary to the poem since there is a lot of anger and other emotions expressed in this poem. Wad inspired by a mistake I made to have sex a few times with my ex and the last time I was mostly angry at myself for letting it happen but this poem kinda throws my anger onto him.
An hour in the life of a broken soul
She lays there letting him f--- her again
She is his piece of a--
She means nothing to him
She lays there screaming into the night
A scream so loud it burns holes into his skin
Yet so quiet there is no sound
She moans with all of her being
With the sharp knife of agony carving into his soul *
She aches with soft and deep dispair
She scratches his back with her nails
They have blades of hatred
Underneath it all lays the nakedness of a broken heart *