I see the way you look at me
With lust in your eyes
No real love to be found there
Underneath your disguise
And I’m tired of being the girl
Who says she doesn’t care
When nobody ever sees her
As if she’s really there
I can fulfill all your fantasies
But my true worth you’ll never see
As long as you keep looking
At the outside of me
© 2019 Michelle Cook
For a month of writing prompts, click here; The allurement of her resistance
Once again
She gulps down the pain
Forcing back the tears
Trying to refrain
Because love is worth
A river of tears
Especially if you overcome
All those miserable years
She knows she must stay strong
And not give in to defeat
Because she loses so much
When she decides to retreat
And with fresh determination
She’ll face each new day
Overflowing with fortitude
She’ll never go astray
© 2019 Michelle Cook
I am a slave
To its ring
That monstrosity
Of a thing
It calls for me
Night and day
Happily chiming
In its annoying way
And I wonder
What’s the good
To wish for a life
Beyond motherhood
For I was born to clean
Every mess
And so now
I shall digress
© 2019 Michelle Cook
For a month of writing prompts, click here; Waterspout wishes
Carpet burns
Adorned her knees
It was the only way
She could appease
And what do you think
She was doing down there?
Searching under the bed
For his dirty underwear!
© 2019 Michelle Cook
Writing prompt: Carpet burns adorned her knees
Swirling sands
And shifting tides
Dispelling the grains
Of ordinary matter
No real answers
As the waves flux
Just more questions
While time escapes
© 2019 Michelle Cook
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