|
|
Getting Through : Creative Writing
Comments From a Fallen Woman | from Jules - Monday, April 15, 2002 accessed 1902 times My heart stopped beating long ago... My heart stopped beating long ago, I have nothing left to give. Bruised in body, calloused in soul I hate myself for this life that I live. Touch me, take me, one more time. I don’t want to know your name. I’m smiling, it's a victimless crime. You’ll never see the depth of my shame The fence that keeps the sane world sound I smashed and used to kill The ones who loved me tied and bound. I did it for the thrill Your words are empty, just lines you recite They fade through the bars of my cell. The contract is signed, sealing the rite. Silence swallows my scream in this hell |
|
|
|
Reader's comments on this article Add a new comment on this article | from VFT Friday, April 26, 2002 - 14:10 (Agree/Disagree?) jules, i don't think there are many of us that don't know what you were speaking about, that horrible place where confusion makes sense in relation to sexuality. but it shows that at that point in your life you began to see the cycle... (reply to this comment)
| from Jules Monday, April 22, 2002 - 20:06 (Agree/Disagree?) I came across this when I was going through some papers. I wrote this in 97, when I was working as a stripper/call girl. Needless to say, I was not in a very good place in my life, and although it was a true account of what I was feeling, I was a bit ashamed (bad poetry aside) to post it under my name. However, after some thought, I think it shows the depth of guilt and self hatred I had at the time, and just the fact that I got through that (relatively) in one piece might say something in itself. (reply to this comment)
| From Cultinvator Monday, January 13, 2003, 05:02 (Agree/Disagree?) So, honestly, what made you stop. The balancing of the cash for the agony? Did you get rescued by a exslutsrus group? did the guys reek with abuse? competition started giving you shit? pimp fight? Just moved and then a new place meant a new face? Got pregnant and didn't know what you'd say at your kids' on school's parent's show and tell day? Am I being rude by talking in riddles about a very personal subject, I certainly don't mean to, I wouldn't gain anything from it, we're too far geographically to get involved seriously. I really am interested in understanding how you felt, if males were more demanded in my area I might have been your male version deja vou. Honest! you don't have to post your answer, this is not comedy central, nor do I intend it to be, just tired of using "normal" psych sounding lingo. (reply to this comment) |
| | | |
|
|
|
|