No.
No.
A word with such a strong meaning to the speaker
But perhaps no meaning to the one spoken to
No.
No matter how many times she says it
No!
Or how she says it
NO!
You still dont seem to understand
You beg and plead,
coerce and persuade
There’s only so much one can take
She just wants it to stop
So if she does what you ask of her
Will you finally stop?
Will you be finished?
Will she finally be free of this torment?
Just this, and I’ll be done
Just this other thing, then I’ll stop
Just one more step further, and I’ll leave you alone
Just everything I’ll take from you
Right?
It just so much easier
to say
yes
even if she doesnt mean it
even if she doesnt want it
Just this, then we’re done
Just this other thing, then we stop
Just one more step further, and you’ll leave her alone
Just everything you took from me
Right?
Dont fight the temptation babe,
I know you want it,
Come on, it’ll be fun
It just never ends does it?
And if perhaps,
even for just 10 minutes, 30 minutes
Some hole inside is not empty
For just 10 minutes, 30 minutes
you see her and no one else
For just that short amount of time
No one else exists
All your attention is on her
And she knows
If she puts in some type of effort
If she makes it good
There will be some form of compliment at the end
Some type of flattery
To fill another hole inside
To replace all the constant cutting down
All she has to do for this little reward,
This little hint of satisfaction,
Is please
And even when they cut her down again
For that 10 minutes, 30 minutes
All she did was please
She had some type of purpose
She did something well
For that 10 minutes, 30 minutes
She was wanted
Out of all the other girls in here
You chose me
We talk, and flirt, and you compliment me because
You chose me
We find somewhere quieter, continue the conversation
You chose me
Things move forward, its kind of awkward, but
You chose me
My skirt was kind of short, my shirt was kind of tight, so
You chose me
I try to say no, you could have anyone else, but
You chose me
I dont want to, I still say no, but you just tell me
You chose me
No.
A word many people just cant seem to hear.
Not the first, second, or tenth time.
No.
A word bearing no meaning
Not the first, second, or twentieth time.
No.
I’ll say it again, I’ll shout it
But even when you get me to stop talking
All I’m thinking… is
No
Wow it hits as hard as the first time i read it. Very very good piece of writing, very bad things from it. I will not be reading this again. I think you know why.
wow. that was really deep. i can really relate to this one