Studio8 - Uniting the Arts

Like a sad little Girl
she starts to cry.
Shedding Butterfly tears
from Butterscotch eyes.

Reminiscence of pain
and wishes to die
Past memories of fear
and moments of why

She now head butts it all
to protect what’s within
Her pains defense is a wall
which she calls her a friend

Promiscuities her truth you see
she searches for what’s missing here
Seeking for her innocence
thinks it’s sex makes it near

She will not get close
loves blocked stopped with fear
It hurts my heart to always find
her kisses taste like tears

Me thinks she needs love
me drinks of her pain
She winks through teary eyes
says here is my role playing game

Then she is a Nurse
board certified and all
Says “I need to fix what’s hurts in you
want to make your pain small”..



This is a 29 yr old I have become fond of here..

The idea of her being a nurse intrigues me. I like the dual idea of her being a medical nurse and possibly a woman nursing (I guess her search for nearness in sex means she steps into the realm of at-least-possible motherhood for me). The idea of nursing wounds and nursing children from a woman who is both a wounded and fostering her inner child. I like it. Thanks.

Am glad..I wonder if this is too private a topic to post though..I am only hoping someone may relate..

I am intrigued by this poem. Thanks for sharing.

A little archeology going on here methinks