My Side Piece - Poem by Philip Wathen

My side thing, she’s always creeping, through the darkness, her love, she’s keeping. She’s not loyal, she’s not kind. She can’t be kept, but the hoes not mine. The secret that we share between us cheating, when things get tough at home, I’m the one she’s seeking. She always calls me when she’s feeling weak. She said she needs healing, girl come get this meat. She never said a word, but still she’s speaking, She’s the type of hoe that loves to be sneaking.

She can’t deny the pleasure she feels, no matter what she tries to conceal. She got a man at home, but my passion is real. And my vibe is so bright, this bitch just might, be tempted to stay here, all fuckin’ night. Her passion for me. She’ll never deny, it’s plain to see, by the way she’s moaning and looking at me. No matter the cost, she may pay the price. She’s willing to lose it all, because dick is her downfall.

Now I gotta ghost this bitch, just to cut these strings. I know this shit is wrong, but I can’t help but be drawn. She’s caught up in the moment, and I’m just along. The thrill of the chase, and a little bit of entangle. I’m stuck in the middle, of a fuckin’ love triangle. Just trying to stay one step ahead, but I love that this hoe is a freak in bed. It’s a risk I take, and I hope it pays, but I gotta cut the strings before it’s too late.

I tried to be a friend, and thought we’d just have fun. But that ring she wore, told me the friendship was done. Her feelings were hurt, she said “It’s hard to keep it cool, when you mean so much to me”. But baby girl, I don’t want to be the one, to break up your family. Now she’s fighting with me, about who the fuck I see. Come on bitch, it’s time for you to leave. It’s not fair to him that you want more. You’re living a life, behind a closed door. You say you’re so alone, and need someone to talk. But you can’t keep stringing him, like a puppet on a rope. He’s been there for you, through thick and thin but you won’t take his hand and let the love begin. Girl, you can’t keep doing this shit, it’s fuckin’ wrong and it’s cruel. You need to show him some respect and be loyal to the rule. Your feelings can’t be ignored, but your vows must be strong. If you want true fuckin’ happiness, then you can’t do him wrong.

-Dope Mfn Soul

Narrative video of this poem in my gallery.

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