Blossom

Are you happy
do you feel good
when you use women
for your pleasure

You call it blossoming
you do this to women
Little do you know
we see your insecurities

Hide behind that pain
cause pain to woman
you are just a scared little boy
who doesn't know how to love

You won't open your heart
will you ever find
your inner soul and
what makes you blossom

You steal,
you stole a life
plucked from one that loved you
the only one that could see the
real you, barried deep inside.

Do you feel strong,

does it make you estatatic

your cold heart, black blood

plusing through your veins.

How long will you

make women scream

before you realize

you are the dilemma.

~ceil alexander