USED ME By Kim



Sometimes, I withhold from speaking.
Telling your friends how badly you've wronged me
Or maybe I don't know, It's my mind telling me they'd support you anyways.


It is wrong. Yes, The way you treated me
I am a woman. Who am I to speak up against you?
Knowing well the prospect of being hit again and again.
Yet I endure.


Trudging to grow a withering relationship.
I dare to feel hopeful. That you would change.
For the better of course.
But No. I end up disappointed
It is a usual feeling. That I have accustomed myself to
Being let down.
Countless times

But I think it's enough.
I have entertained this pain for far too long
Don't you think?
Of course you want to keep me,
 I am your meek slave

Cook when you ask me to.
Eat when you want me to.
Open my legs as often as you desire
Everything I do is for your sole pleasure.
But it is not supposed to be so.


Long before now, I told myself
That there was power in silence than having the last word.
Well not again.
These bruises have told their story

It is a Me, Myself and I world
This I have grown to learn
This you taught me .


Written By Kim

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