This is the last time...

I wrote this poem about a woman I know who tries to find love through the physical with many partners, but can never find one to treat her like the queen she really is. I feel like many women do this in the hopes that someone will stop, realize what they have, and love them forever.


This is the last time
I let you inside
Each time gets better
I become more addicted to you
I want love
I need it, I wish I had it
Gratification
Each trial, fails.
Pain is the result of my conquests
Each time I brush myself off for love
A search that is never ending
A place I can find through the physical
If I give myself away someone will catch me
Hold me and take care of me
Never release me
I will have love
Each time I feel whole.
You get what you want and leave me with nothing
Stripped
Until I get back up, yet falter again
This is the last time.