Wilma Neels Poet Free verse

'her Last Time'

Fuelling a need 
that lay dormant
her intro into the world of sex 
was rough and 
unsophisticated

her first time fairy tale
turned into a nightmare
it was nothing
compared to the books she's read 

that stranger scarred her
made her  look for sex instead of love
blinded by a supposed search of her fairytale 

all the men she attracted
somehow fell short
after their first encounter
without them being aware 
they were weighed 
and found wanting

deep down, she could not understand 
that the contentment she chased 
were somehow getting lost in between the sheets 

every time she felt a little worse
and yet she continued
in that cycle 
because it’s the only thing she knew

even though 
that was never part of her destiny

*inspired by a close friend’s suggestion. 
Not a personal write but someone out there might be fighting this demon* 

14092012

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Skat A June 11, 2015 at 4:11 PM Wilma, :-) Congratulations with your wonderful win! *SKAT*

Richard Lamoureux June 11, 2015 at 8:01 AM This is a significant piece and worthy of the top place finish. Congratulations!

Shadow Hamilton June 10, 2015 at 6:02 PM so sad when a girl's 1st time ends up this way Wilma a sensitive write congrats on 1st place hugs 7

Elizabeth Wesley November 13, 2012 at 6:48 PM Wow, getting lost between the sheets is such a clever line. I guess the old is always new and what goes on won't end. Sad one to read.

Linda-Marie Sweetheart September 14, 2012 at 11:58 PM very well written and expressed on this subject matter Wilma ..struggling with demons of all kinds is a reality one cannot ignore luv .. thankxx for sharing this intricate piece .. hope u r doing well luv ..

Andrea Dietrich September 14, 2012 at 7:46 PM Good way to write from another point of view. how a person would feel in this situation. Very nicely done.

Elizabeth Wesley September 14, 2012 at 12:52 PM This has a sad chill to it that brings home the predicament of so many. You bring out the fact it becomes a never ending cycle of despair. Well done and........I love your new avatar Wilms, you are a gorgeous young lady! Hugs to you, LIzzie

Kash Poet September 14, 2012 at 12:27 PM Unfortunately she didnot meet me.Very good poem Wilma.

Ilene Bauer September 14, 2012 at 10:23 AM sad but unfortunately true for many women. great write!

Anne-Lise Andresen September 14, 2012 at 10:22 AM Fantastic well written Wilma, unfortunately there are many who find themselves in such "traps". - I wish you a good weekend. - oxox love Anne-Lise :)

Harry Horsman September 14, 2012 at 9:55 AM I agree, Wilma, this is a poem that says it as it is, and rightly so, love how you have wrote this. wonderful poem...

Russell Sivey September 14, 2012 at 8:39 AM Wow, this is a deep and intriguing write my friend! It's a sad subject and one that same people fall into! This is a powerful poem, an astonishing write Wilma! Great Work!!