No Choice

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Tormenting

It’s a sad torment to know you will never be someone’s prority
I am always an option
Never the choice
I choose to take care of others
Yet no man has ever nurtured my wants or needs
I do not mean money or material things
Your time
Attention and
Consistency are the keys
If that is something you cannot give
Then I will have to go back to where it begins
By myself
Where I should have been

Used

Close your eyes

Open your thighs

Piece of meat

Ready to eat

He whispers, your body is sweet

I feel cheap

You have taken an innocent heart

Not knowing that her heartbeat stops

You have cheated yourself on getting to know the human being

While your fingers are too busy sightseeing

Is that all that I am to you?

Just a body aimed to please

Ripping my clothes off by the seams

Getting off on what you see

Then you leave

© WildRiverRebel 2017