Dress up A collaboration by Em & Bren

by Brenda   Oct 22, 2016


Remember playing dress up
as a little girl?
Teetering in Momma's heels,
bright red lipstick,
applied generously across our lips...
Those were the days!
When we cared about nothing,
apart from being all grown up.
Now we prefer
to be that little girl-
in heels and bright red lipsticks
because when we grew up
for real,
playing dress up
kind of lost its' luster...
Looking "pretty" was all for naught.
The boys just wanted
to use and abuse us,
tossing us aside when they had their fill.
None of them realizing or caring
about the damage they had caused,
maybe they would have if it was their mother,
their daughter or grand daughter
that had been hurt,
by these men,
who ravished woman
in heels and red lipstick...

Collaboration by Em & Brenda

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  • 7 years ago

    by stormingdance (Lessa)

    Beautiful write. It really sucks things didn't work out with my dad and a woman whose name I wont say online. She was one of the few people in my childhood who made me feel special. Who let me play dress up with her heels. Who actually talked to me. Most of my childhood was spent being ignored. Sorry I am rambling, your poem really hit home. Thanks for sharing.

    • 7 years ago

      by Brenda

      Jessica, I'm sorry so much of your childhood wasn't so good. I am glad this woman made you feel special. I wish things had worked out with your dad and her. Hugs-

  • 8 years ago

    by Em

    Thanks all

  • 8 years ago

    by Maple Tree

    Oh Ladies!!!

    Wonderful! this was a precious read!!

    • 8 years ago

      by Brenda

      Awww thanks you so much!

  • 8 years ago

    by Golden AnGel Rhapsodist

    Hahaha this is like a time machine. .It brought me in the past. .... I use to do it also with my sister. ..and asked her "why you're wearing moms shoe's? " just like the kiddy vitamins commercial. ..and I am wearing my dad's boots then. ...hahaha lol

    • 8 years ago

      by Brenda

      Gel, I am so glad you liked this. Good memories when you don't have to worry about anything.

  • 8 years ago

    by Em

    I did a course on sexual exploitation. It was rather eye opening!!
    Ben that's awful.

    • 8 years ago

      by Brenda

      Ben, that is awful! Makes me wonder what her parents were thinking about.

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