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Rated: E · Poetry · Young Adult · #1623595
i wrote this thinking about the tv perspective on love and it can effect young women...
Young girl
Wishing for Love
Glamorized by the T.V
T.V's portrayal of so called "love"
Like Mary J she want that Real love
Having Visions of the past of her mom crying
Not looking in the past
But for that Futuristic kinda Love
Admired amongst the young minds that Always surrounds her
Love is all she wanted
She wanted it now
Cared less from who
and she didn't care how
Chillin on her balcony
Looking up at the dark clouds
Thinking
" when is love going to pour down"
Or Out.............Of me
Waiting for something to take it all in
So she. Can feel complete
So yea she found it
Better yet Love found her
That unexplained love
THE kind you can't explain it in words
Love was a dream
That finally came True
Instead of waiting for it
Love Forced through

Took over her heart
Controlled her mind
Grew her up
So now she can be able to ride
Loves Emotional Rollercoaster
Love had her high above
Kissing the angels feet
Thanking them for Love
And put her down
Lower enough to accept
The devil's deceit
Heart so hurt
that her body caused her pain
Being beaten and bruised
Broken and Tossed around
Slaving Cooking and Cleaning
For someone who she thought loved her the most,
SO yea
Her body took it
Matured body
In a Immature mind
Thinking of when she use to look unto the sky
Imaging what she thought "real" love was suppose to be like
T.V didn't show all of this,
"What happen to love always being honest and true",
That's what it felt like at first
Young girl
Who
Let the first boy who called her beautiful,
Ruin and destroy her
Sick to her stomach
All the things she did
For him,
Now she sitting in a house
Where she can never call home
Wanted to grow up so fast
Now fighting Love all alone
Crying to herself
She can't call her mother
She can't face the truth
Witnessing she's shedding the same tears
Her mother use to,
Vicious cycle that made its way down
At nineteen
Struggling
If she should keep the unwanted result of Love
Or get it tookn away
Praying to god,
He answered
"Love comes to you
Knowing how to handle it.. is the trick
Keep me in ya life
I know what you been through
The Devils curse gave you my gift
Don't give it away,
All the wrongs
Trust me imma make them right
You keep this child and
I will change your life......"
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