For 125 days I gave you my attention Ignoring red flags With no mention of intention For seven days I saw you in April Consumed in spending time Forgetting foundation was a staple For ten days I saw you in May Digging my grave I got carried away For five days I saw you in June Six feet deep And out of tune And for one day I saw you this July Our counter has ended And this is my goodbye
You were unexpected to say the least When your messages consumed my time I was looking for a distraction And you seemed to be inclined A spontaneous invitation An arrangement from a joke I accepted your offer Which you did not revoke The taste of whiskey on your tongue The scent tingling my nose I admit I kissed you first You played me like dominos A careless decision in the midnight hours A feeling I’ve never known I got lost inside your games When I should have stayed alone
I’ve rebranded! Doll-Urban Poetry is gone, and Doll Poetry is here! Instagram has been updated too, so look out for @dollpoetry_! As I do every year, I want to shout out to all of my new readers! I grew from 165 followers to 199 followers in the last year! To those who are new to following me, I do an annual update with all of my statistics and an overall recap of my year! You can find my past updates and other of my non-poetry-related posts under my “Personal” category.
Thank you to everyone who continues to support me and my passion! I jumped all over the place between posting content from 2009, 2011, and the beginning of 2022. Keep posted, as I will be sharing the rest of July-December 2022 shortly! Last year was intense. I ran my first half marathon (barely), sold my house, moved twice, switched jobs, filed for divorce, and joined both a softball and bowling social league.
I also probably listened to a little too much Spotify. However, despite seeing her in concert for the third time, this is the first year that Chelsea Cutler has not been my number-one artist!
Spotify wrapped for reference:
Last, but certainly not least, Happy New Year everybody!