Definitely not my best poem...but still mine.
Here I am again with a paper and pen...

Paint me a picture across your arms,
Another cut won't be too hard for you...

She cries out in the middle of the night,
searching for his arms to hold her close...

In my early years of life, I wanted taken prisoner...
he dragged me into the Underworld to be his future...

Yeah, this is pretty lame, but bare with me. While...
I came looking for you only to find...

I'm sitting right where you left me waiting
for the moment you return to your place...

I'd wait a lifetime to fall into the scent of your...
to envelope myself within the touch of your hand...

This isn't slang, but it won't let me put it under...
I’m hoping to drown in these tears...

She's laying in bed full of memories
of the man that she misses so much...

You've looked me over from head to toe,
passing judgment without a second thought...

I fell into every word that you said,
just like Alice in falling into wonderland...

You're just another one night stand,
another damaged goods girl on his list...