As I

As I ……

 As I sit here and think of all the shit people in my life have said .

I think to myself, how in the hell did I get to this place of emotional darkness once again ?

Why I’ve  succumb to laying alone at night with crying tears in my bed?

I think of  hidden up pain, built up anger and sadness, mental and emotional frustration and suppression.

Just all the things that I have unfortunately decided to keep within myself as my trust for tons of people, is now not a part of my ungiven action and unreturned satisfaction.

Damn,  I ask  again why and when the fuck …did I get here again? To this unforeseen place of gloomy and internal darkness where the shadow of a person that I see at times is ME.

I think of all the people from my life who the uttered words saying ” I will be there” but now walk around and leave me with no  real Fucking care. I begin to think again to myself “Why are the ones whom you love and trust…. are the ones whom hold the most power to HURT you?

Hmm, or is it just me that has given those close; the power of hurting me, I don’t know and wonder if I truly care?  You see I’ve now decided to allow my heart and I too grow into an element of being  cold .

Go without the good understanding of emotions and even potential real feelings,

To stop myself from potentially caring and loving so much to be in a dusty box and not being fucking touched. Hmm, I have decided to allow myself to go this far.

And at the end I have realized it’s just me and myself and I with my soul again; that I was discarded with no real  hope, destination and outlet. I feel like it’s gone just like the person that use I be..... which was all of me.

So as I lay here in this bed with all this hidden deepen emotion…. I keep in mind to know not to have any major huge expectations of anyone because it always leads itself to some type of disappointment. When you have no expectations, plus added no disappointment, it equals to no future heartache and pain.

By: Poetic_Butterfly

 © C.P 2010

04/25/2010

The Sensation

The Sensation in my Pussy

The Sensation in my pussy is like…. Hhmmmmmm

Well let me explain this magnificent isshhhhh out

It’s so damn….. Owwwwwww

I am just soo  owww….turned on, thinking about it

It’s all good and great

That the conversations that I covet

Got this pussy HERE…. Going intensely insane

 Feeling all greatly at ease…. Without no pain or undone need

Dang in the morning, and the night

Damn near all the time

My sensational pussy ….

is calling me out for its satisfaction

It’s telling me

No more teasing…. give it…… it’s pleasing

It’s moaning out its lustrous Alba’s

It’s …. aaaaaaaahhhhh

Talking passionate tongues known to us as sweet treasures

Screaking escapades… Melodic

Giving me nothing more better

Owwww! How I LOVE the sweet sensations in my pussy

Can you feel me?

It’s so necessary

That the joy and pose….

that it possess is so legendary

Never secondary my flow, its tone, is so repertory

It’s loving …… but is never secondary

But always primary …..

My sensational snazzy…. Artsy, pussymatic and never fazzie

Pussy creates art, stars and nevertheless glows on the planet called Mars

It’s all of these things because it’s just so sensational

Yet it’s so impeccable…. Delectable…

and a…. spectacle love art of cookie

All a part of a divine precious sweet scrumptious Nookie

Owwww! How I LOVE the many sensations in my pussy.

The sweet many…

 but never duplicated achings in my kitty

Which equals the lovely Sensations in my very own pussy…

                            By: Poetic Butterfly 
                    

©  C.P  09/19/2009

With Myself

With Myself

When I touch my body

All I want to do at times is please myself

I caress myself, Fuck myself and always eventually make love to myself

As I touch myself I think about past lovers, future ones and even imaginary ones

Licking my sweet pussy juices off my fingertips, playfully touching my two lovely breasts

I truly become mused and divine with all this pleasure that I am giving myself

It’s no secret that when I get in this zone I cum and cum

Even harder than I eventually did before

But I only CUM for myself and only with myself

Lights go on or even off….. I set the mood

It’s my personal fuck or shall I say my own sexual freaky affair

I have become my greatest lover by far and my only true one to date

So when I am with myself it’s only a situation

That only you, I or anyone else can imagine.

By: Poetic Butterfly 




©  C.P 08/15/2009

" I have to ....."

I have to ….

 

I have to get this outta my system

He doesn't know what he's doing to me

He doesn't even understand

Oh, why is it so hard for me to get you outta of my system?

 

....

....

Dang, what's all of this commotion and confusion?

Really I gotta let this go?

Please I need this closure

Let me go!!!!!!!!

 

....

For the sake of my sanity

I need this!!!

 I wanna let go

Oh! Oh! How he just doesn't know

 

....

Apart of myself breaks when you're on my mind.

I want the pleasure of not having you on my mind

You don't know what you've done to me

So I'm letting you outta of system

Before it takes full control of me

 

 

 

By: Poetic Butterfly 






















©  C.P 07/2007

"The Name of the Game"

The name of the game"

Before you can open up to say hello, I'll tell you goodbye.

That's just the name of the game.

I'll get mines, before you get yours.

No ultimate real reason

There's no explanation needed.

That's just how it can be.

If you take a step back and realize shit for what it's really worth.

Trust to know

you can't really be oblivious to the facts.

If you are then,

you're walking into a fool's paradise with problems at your tail.

It's from my own personal experience... it's best for you too wise up.

I can tell you it's all a game plan for,

which if it goes well you're going to get played, laided and left.

Pretty shady huh? Ask the many who play this game how can they go on.

It's known that you can't hate the player or the game

because at the end ….it is what it is called the name of just a game.

Be smart and don't listen to everything a person may say for your next to getting played in the game; filled with sex, lies and deceptions.

By:   Poetic Butterfly     

                                      

©  C.P  04/11/2008

"I Thank You"

I thank you

I thank you for doing what you had to do or shall I say meant to do

Letting me go so a better man could actually come through

Being together wasn’t meant  

For   nor I or you

I really congratulate that part of you,

Yet I actually thank you for doing what the hell you had to do

Which was break my heart

My heart was broken

But it will be okay and repaired, yet even better to be available for that real true love again.

But I’m cool

You acting brand new

So like I said it’s cool,
I’m much more of a stronger woman cause of you 

Shit even better than you fucking knew

I can’t promise you anything or my every thing

But like I said this I’ll keep the flashing good moments of you

I’ll do what I have to do which is keep the shit fucking cool

 To let go and move the hell on with life minusing you

In time I’ll be completely fine

Also at times I may even be hurt and shit untwined

But I’m a firm believer that all the things in life happens for a really good reason

So once again I’ll say this I thank you for being brand new

Acting like things were fucking cool, saying you” Loved me”, or “I loved you too” and with all that extra good shit with me as your fool.

(When shit wasn’t really true or in which I may and say add, was a case load of bullshit .....which of course fits you)

Me showing you loyalty, support and love wasn’t basically enough for you, and realizing that I, me, we and us………. can’t nor won’t be ……………or  even be, yet.. Ever ……fucking enough for you.

 Yes! I’m truly thankful, yet I am again  forever grateful for all of this cause it showed me that someone like me, couldn't never, nor wouldn’t ever be ... Simply enough for you!

Thank you, Best wishes and nice fucking life!

Signed Bitter

But will be...... even  fucking....better now that your not apart of  my new life!

By: Poetic_Butterfly 

©  C.P  05/20/2009

      


©  C.P  05/20/2009