Best Sleeping Around Poems
It all started as fun like it usually does
Back when she was a great girl who'd always been beautifully loved
Way back before she'd been brutally touched
She goes out weekly and has a few drink like most teens
She doesn't let boys get close, only in their dreams
She goes to university to try and make her future career better
One day she gives in to peer pressure
She's scared when alone, but they don't feel Fear together
Her friends pressure her into popping pills
Now the world is not as real
She's feels high but low at the same time
Trying to think, but is struggling with her mind
She leaves the bar with a strange guy, who spoke kind words
There's no harm in a little flirt
Is what her friends say, but that night he gets her out of her skirt
Takes her home, but never calls back
Her whole confidence, begins to fall flat
Now she's doing lines of cocaine almost daily
Her and her friends haven't spoke lately
She's going off the rails, her friends should be keeping her on track
This is when her whole world starts to turn black
She used to say she'd only give a chance to a man who treats her
But her new man, disrespects and beats her
She knows her time is coming, she doesn't have long left
She keeps taking the wrong steps
Her dreams are broken and faith's lost
Her teeth are rotting and she's had a severe weight loss
We all know how enjoyable sex is
But she doesn't enjoy it, she's sleeping around for her next fix
As long as she gets the drugs she doesn't care about being respected
She's happy to continue destroying the beauty she was blessed with
There's places she doesn't want to visit on her next trip
She's not into small talk or sharing the facts
She's just doing what she can, for her next heroin bag
Her man beats her worse than before, because he finds out she has aids
No new beginning
No happy ending
No chance of winning
She's almost at the end of the chapter on her page
She's never been suicidal
But she's been caught in a vicious cycle
She grabs the knife and cuts until she bleeds
Tears in her eyes, right before her heart no longer beats
I wrote this based off the world we live in, so this girl doesn't exist
But there are plenty of true stories just like this
I wish this had a happy ending, because this girl was meant to set the world alight
But it's a sad story of how drugs ruined a girls life
Categories:
sleeping around, dark, death, death of
Form:
Free verse
All alone she sat and cried,
The hurt she felt she could not hide.
The man she loved was sleeping around,
And what hurt most he made a journal in which she found.
She had trusted him with all her heart,
Then finds out he had been cheating from the start.
Revenge and getting even were now what was controlling her mind,
Hurt and ashamed for being so gullible, and being so blind.
She thought about all the wasted years of being his wife,
And how this one little book could destroy a life.
Their children now are almost grown,
And she wondered if either of them had ever known.
She waited up a little past four,
When she heard him fumbling with the door.
As he walked in she flipped on the light,
And the guilt on his face he could not hide this very night.
Trash bags and suitcases lined her living room floor,
She said I want you out of this house and never again darken my door.
He said have you gone nuts are you completely insane,
She just held up his journal and said this should explain.
Categories:
sleeping around, husband, life, wife
Form:
Verse
Alcohol consumption can be a complete nightmare
You can lose your life and your family
So drugged up, you can’t even play solitaire
Alcohol will give you a sense of disorder
Missing your child’s birthday party
From one drink to the next
Never knowing your life is a complete wreck
Not knowing the alcohol long term effects
Not getting any respect
Considered by non-alcoholics as one of life’s rejects
Soon to be one of life’s unknown subjects
Alcohol makes you do stupid things
Sleeping around, married and hiding your ring
Continue to go to your AA meeting
Remember, it’s alcohol you are defeating
Life is tough, but keep God in it
Trust in him and see how you will benefit
Live life and don’t ever quit
Look in the sky, so beautiful and blue
Remember, it is God’s creation and so are you
Categories:
sleeping around, faith, inspirational, life, life,
Form:
Lyric
Heeey! Heey! Black, black woman
Run, Black Woman Run,Run for your
So called husband is about to Beat
you and hit. You again, Black
Woman Run,Run for he has Made
Another child somwhere and you are
about to Bear the Pain for his
Eraction.
Heeey! Black Woman Run, Run for
he did not Go to Work the whole
Week and yet he will want food on
the Table. Black woman Run Run for
He is drunk again and yes he will
force to have sex with you even
though he knows that you know He
is sleeping around and Only God
knows if he uses prottection, oh! I
feel the pain you feel Woman but
still you have a chance to escape
such pain and suffering, Black
woman Run, For this is so sad for
you.
Black Woman didn't He promised
you to love you until his last Breath?
Was he not the one who said till
death do you Part not till he putts
you to Death, Woman I have seein
your suffering and pain now Run b4
He bruse you myb he may kill you
this time, look at that deep scare
above your eye, look at your swalen
arm oh! What about that internal
bleeding you had the other day ey
Run Woman you shining Armour is
turning into something else Run,
Run Run its getting worse
Categories:
sleeping around, abuse
Form:
ABC
Sleeping snow awaits to penetrate from above
Niveous pillows of cloud temper the surround,
Ornamental crystals waltzing within the wind
Wanton; knowing when not here you’re sleeping around.
© Harry J Horsman 2015
Categories:
sleeping around, nature, weather,
Form:
Acrostic
Do you remember the night the Innkeeper’s body
Was found in the pond behind his B & B, Sherlock?
Of course, how could you forget? We were
Meeting him that afternoon for his opening tea!
I recall how we were questioned like common thugs
Because we were on the property, thus suspect,
But I had suspects of my own, though I kept quiet,
The police, however, showed us guests no respect!
You and I had no motive, no weapon, no animosity
After all, we were only the afternoon company,
But we knew his wife knew he was sleeping around
And his chef was so jealous!...and so contrary.
Then, there was the note no one shared with us,
So the Innkeeper could’ve decided to do himself in
After all, I was told he had debt out the ying-yang
At least he didn’t shoot himself after drinking gin.
You know I did not do it, and I know you’re innocent
But I am suspicious of her wearing a bathing suit,
And I’m told she had his wallet, credit cards and all
Now, she has the B & B up for a quick sale, to boot!
EIGHTH PLACE WINNER
Written August 1, 2022
Submitted to "Start Sleuthing" Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Natasha L. Scragg
Categories:
sleeping around, mystery,
Form:
Rhyme
Fun and laughter,feelings of a master,
smiling faces,going places
money to burn,things to learn,
lovely flat,lovely home,
safe inside a comfort zone.
Good clothes,good bones,good mobile phones,
feeling sweet ,life complete,
life getting faster, no thaughts of disaster,
a need to get higher,feeling on fire,
multi coloured lights,no signs of fights,
cannabis today,cocaine tommorow,
who knows after that which buzz will follow.
Introduction to new people,
life it seems it seems so simple,
working all week so my weekends are free,
concoction of drugs and a 48 hour party,
all drugs are on tick ill pay next week,
loving being on that ultimate peak.
Begin the chasing with frustration,
that ultimate high money can buy,
monday mornings allways daunting,
chewing the fat becoming slack,
struggle through with no point of view,
loss of my job i begin to screw,
now works missing my life starts slipping.
Jeckel and hyde,loss of pride,
hot and cold sweats,acumalating debts,
on a roll,spiral out of control,
all the things i never wanted to see,
leave behind my family,
blamed,ashamed,untamed,
unclean,unkept,unslept.
Start selling things like girlfriends rings,
never caring,never sharing,
waking up with beasts, girls with no teeth,
sweat pouring when i should be snoring,
on the street,blisters on feet,
all alone and insecure,
is this really what ive paid for?
Sleeping around on strangers floors,
glad just to be behind the safety of a door,
life damaged,life unmanaged,
yet still id use getting more confused,
damage done,no more fun,
a trail of destruction,allways ruckin.
Shadow running,paranoia bugging,
the need for highs,blinding my eyes,
scared and alone,sold mobile phone,
alcohol in bags,clothes in rags,
a life of crime now serving time,
hit rock bottom,no sign of stopping..........
Categories:
sleeping around, life, sad, life, drug,
Form:
Ballad
Green grass,
Blue skies
Sick people,
Sad goodbyes
Dark days,
Empty nights
People dying,
Violent fights
Frightened kids,
Scared moms
Divorced parents,
Lost bonds
Starving children,
Bloodthirsty thugs
Innocent victims,
Kid's with drug's
Devil worshippers,
Constant crime
Shot of a gun,
Nothing is fine
Confused youth,
Careless adults
Child abuse,
Countless faults
Selling drugs,
Peer pressure
Spreading aids,
Prostitute pleasure
Daily abduction,
Victims of rape
So much pain,
Few ever escape
Turning to suicide,
Ending a life
Psycho path killers,
Blade of a knife
Agony of loss,
A broken heart
Painful love,
Being ripped apart
Homeless people,
The joy of hurting
A love child,
So many uncertain
Pregnant teens,
Unstoppable s.t.d.'s.
Ashamed heritage,
Dangerous obsessions
Opinionated critics,
Unwanted suggestions
Killing family,
Betraying friends
As today begins,
Yesterday ends
Hopeless tomorrow,
Doubtful future
Destroying the mind,
Sickening humor
Never--ending sickness,
Too much disease
Does it ever stop?
Someone tell me please
Animal torture,
A newborns cry
Abandoned infents
Do we even try?
Sleeping around,
Simply for lust
Deceitful lovers,
Losing all trust
Breaking the law,
Getting away
Courtroom injustice,
It's the victims who pay
Who is wrong?
Who is right?
Criminals admired,
Have we lost sight?
Broken famileis,
Few who pray
The doubtful outlook,
Getting by each day
Forgotten morals,
Money hungry fools
Disgraceful greed,
Those who use
So many questions,
Yet so few answers
The wanting to know,
Happens much faster
When did it happen?
How did it start?
Who is to blame?
For letting our world fall apart?
I guess this is what you would call life.......
Categories:
sleeping around, life, drug,
Form:
ABC
I was there not too long ago,
Everything seemed fine.
You looked like a happy, healthy family,
But I guess looks can be deceiving can’t they.
That very night,
You broke my brothers heart.
It’s shattered in pieces,
To never be put back together again.
It’s like humpty dumpty,
and his wall.
He’s fallen off the cliff,
and will never find his way up.
Not only have you taken his heart,
And ripped it in two.
But you’ve also taken away his little girls,
That’s just something you don’t do to someone.
I used to doubt it when people said you were messed,
But all doubts are gone now!
I stood up for you,
When no one else would.
Saying you were great,
And that you were just going through something.
But now I see that it was all a waste of time.
Even when you were sleeping around with other guys,
He still loved you.
He never did anything to hurt you,
Never even saw another girl.
Even when you were with someone else.
He always figured that things would work out,
And they often did.
But this is something he will never forget.
He trusted you,
And you broke that bond.
He loved you,
He still does.
The shards of his heart,
Are aching because they can’t ever let you go.
I used to think you were cool,
I used to look up to you,
I used to love you,
But not anymore!
Now I realize that your just a dumb girl,
Who doesn’t deserve a man like him.
You don’t even deserve a man at all.
The girls, my innocent little nieces,
Don’t deserve a mother like you.
They deserve a mother who loves them,
Who cares about them.
A mother that won’t go and sleep with a guy,
After only two weeks of knowing him.
They deserve a mother,
Not you!
Categories:
sleeping around, loss, love, sad, sistermother,
Form:
First the line/
Next the heavy sinker !
Dealing with Tony is like dealing with a real stinker !
It's so not what you know/
Rather it's in who you blow !
Out cooking the books for Tony/
He'll be the best asset in getting you a loan,
The pool shark Jones had just left the premises/
Out cooking the books for Tony !
Mr. Jones was sleeping around on the misses/
At one time he thought he was some contender ?
Pressed for questions his approach was all wrong/
Out there painting the town then sleeping with the fishes/
Yet couldn't even bother to pay the dinner tab/
Now their cleaning all of the dishes/
Loose lips tend to sink ships when there out numbered/
They may be out tripping along with Rosie The Derivator !
Hence, the line was suddenly drawn in the sand !
Yet too many there be that try to stick it to the man ?
Within time elapse their can come pain/
Like not having you in my arms is driving me insane !
Two Kanucks' came back from The Jersey Shore !
One knew Tone;
While the other schmuck was only half Sicillian ?
Tony took in the first,
The second shortly after when along for some ride ?
Yet if you really knew Tony/
You would have every bit of reason to run away and hide,
He lives to cook the books on the side !
Yet just like he loves his greasy french fries !
Today the mob still rules it's just in a different form/
We have no reason by which to run away and hide,
Only if your a Sicillian !
Categories:
sleeping around, art, business, education, familybooks,
Form:
Italian Sonnet
I really hate Pop stars
They are like incest siblings from mars
Sleeping around with everyone
Shaving their heads for fun
If your lucky they'll expose a teet
And expose pantiless pic's on a tweet
Watch out and be careful of the whimsey
For they all are procreated by Disney
Next thing ya know
They are marshmellow treats in your cereal bowl
Beware of the antique dolls
For endorsement deals will lead them to your mall
Who should stop this travesty in our homes?
It sure as hell ain't gonna be the man who changed his name 1000 times from combs
Where is this midget known as Justin Bieber?
Off with his head with a meat cleaver!
I could gone on with the pop culture life that is a bore
But what's that you say?.... it's time for Jersey Shore!
I hate to be so hypocritical and lame
But anything a hit on MTV, so them we can't blame
Categories:
sleeping around, funnyhate,
Form:
Couplet
I am still in love with her.
They said she was easy.
But I did not see that.
I loved her I know I did.
At fourteen she was more
of a woman than a girl.
I was fourteen too
My eyes were in awe of her.
The other girls in class
we’re jealous of her beautiful
body now moving to womanhood.
Far faster than theirs were.
Boys in the school looked at her
making up lies about her.
Laughing in knowing fantasy.
At sixteen I was still in love with her
She was now sleeping around.
Using her body like a credit card
to buy all she wanted.
She gave pieces of herself
But never her heart
to boys eager to take them.
At twenty she was jaded and hard.
Unable to see the truth of herself.
That she was beautiful and worthy
of being admired for who she is
Not for the hurt and bruises
of grasping hands.
I was still in love with her.
And asked her out.
But she refused putting me
In the pile of males
That had damaged her
So badly
over her childhood.
But I was still in love with her
Categories:
sleeping around, childhood, crush, girlfriend, love,
Form:
Free verse
God I’m WEAK…I thought that I was strong
And then I realized I couldn’t do this on my own
Lord I feel so alone….where has everybody gone?
Where are My “friends till the end “ in the end….everybody’s gone
Lord give me direction…..I know I’ve slipped in mess when
I should’ve listened to you…. now I just sit here in depression
God I’m WEAK…
All I need is you ….but your face not your hands
I need another “one more chance”, reveal to me your plans
Now I can’t sleep….b/c all I do is keep…on thinking about the week
when I shoulda been reading your Word
but I was sleeping around being a freak
God I’m WEAK…
But Lord it’s you I seek, I’m trying to reach higher
I’ve been labeled as a whore, player, hypocrite…liar
That I should give it up this Christian walk..just retire
like there’s no chance…..no way that I can please the Messiah
God I’m WEAK….
Lord I know that people will judge me on my past and….
it’s even harder when I can’t even look past it
Although it’s Past tense…I see it in my future
I try to change, but I still do the things that I’m used to
God I’m STRONG…
Because my Past doesn’t define me
It doesn’t end here….so here is where they won’t find me
I’m tired of landing on my back…it’s time I land on my feet
I’m not turning back ….it’s time for a new season…so bye heat
I know I reap what I sow…What’s happened in the past is done
So I gotta move forward and keep my eyes on the prize…. The SON
Categories:
sleeping around, devotion, faith, love, religion,
Form:
Free verse
A knight in shining armour, that's covered in dents
Scars and bruises on his skin from a painful past
I know this may be a lot to ask
But can you be the princess who saves the Prince?
I come from a broken home
Trying to repair myself, I thought the hope was gone
Bipolar, can you deal with the emotions shown?
I couldn't right all my mistakes, so I wrote my wrongs
I'm loyal and have no issue with being faithful
But all I see is betrayal
So I have trust issues
Which is something I need to discuss with you
Tattoos covering my scars from my Self-harming days
You'll hear stories about how I was always out charming babes
They're true, I had so much pain and heartbreak to stomach
So I was sleeping around for an escape and comfort
But I've changed my ways, I need something that's real
You have to bleed, before you heal
I'm trying to open up, even though it's hard for me to show
I just need you to understand my scars so I can work on getting them to go
I've got a good heart but i'm hard work
I write a lot and put my art first
Give me your all and I'll repay it with interest
Can you understand why the prince needs saving by the princess?
A knight in shining armour, that's covered in dents
Scars and bruises on his skin from a painful past
I know this may be a lot to ask
But can you be the princess who saves the Prince?
Categories:
sleeping around, deep, fantasy, love, relationship,
Form:
Free verse
This isn't about me, I'm going to write with a different concept
You could be having a great day, then slip and fall in one step
Maybe this wouldn't have happened if you'd gone left
We always over analyze our mistakes and misfortune
We'll always be judged even without a courtroom
You could be a saint, leave your house and have a crazy man pull a knife on you
They don't know who you are, but still proceed to take the life from you
Turn on the news, and see a kid that's five also died with you
He got hit by a stray bullet in a drive by shooting
Now the murderers are trying to hide their movements
A 15 year old girl at school is getting called names because she's sleeping around
Little do the bullies know, her dad raped and beat her down
Now she's sleeping with guys to feel some kind of affection
Teachers don't notice anything wrong, because she acts normal in lessons
These things happen daily, yet we'll never have the answers
I thought it was hard growing up without a dad but it could have been worse
Because there are people who have a dad who loved them and he's now fighting cancer
They have to watch him suffer, knowing they can't prevent the hurt
They're about to lose someone who's been there for them their whole life
Which is always going to be a lot harder to take
My biological sperm donor died on February 25th 2007, but God didn't take a father away
We all have an ex we miss
Trying to think of the perfect words to text them with
But we don't out of fear
Yet we'll regret it when their heart stops and they're no longer here
We'll always talk about it can't be fixed right now
But their car could flip right now
They're left on a life support machine, and you get a call, saying "we've got to hit the switch right now"
So they're gone and they're never coming back
You're left with regret until you become numb from that
So then you become cold and heartless
Walk down a road of darkness
The love that you used to have is now missing
When you look at all of this, hopefully you start to look at life different
Categories:
sleeping around, courage, dedication, deep, life,
Form:
Free verse