Pretty Boys Are Poisonous: Poems

by Megan Fox

My problem is that I deeply identify my feelings and have multitudinous ways of articulating them, but I am not able to express them because when I do it has made the men who have loved me feel intimidated, inadequate, and insecure. And so I have spent all of my life making myself small so that others can feel confident. I have a savior/martyr complex. I’ve always believed I am meant to be a sacrificial lamb, a ransom for the soul of whichever beautiful, broken, self-absorbed idiot is currently hunting me down and draining me of my life force.

This book is for anyone who has given much more than they received, or for anyone who struggles to believe they deserve to be heard. This book is also for me. Because fuck. I deserve better.

and when he walks away with your soul in his mouth you will pray for death but instead you will live forever as the monster he turned you into

greek tragedies lose their poetry when you live them

if romeo and juliet had lived long enough maybe they too would have gotten to the point where romeo was so numb to her that he would rather read twitter in bed than fuck…

i still imagine she kills herself in the end though only he doesn’t follow he just signs up for raya instead

i would die for y— oh, j/k lol

how many times have you watched me die and still you don’t realize that you are the reaper

and my heart never rests because it does not trust the hand that holds it

you’re imprisoned by all of the demons you’ve bartered with renting space in your body to them in exchange for a life that doesn’t even make you happy why do you sacrifice me to feed the things that haunt you

your love leaves bloodstains on my bedsheets

maybe the apple was actually a cock and maybe eve wanted it because adam was too busy, self-absorbed, and distracted to fuck her? maybe the original sin was a man taking a woman for granted

they say she dwells in the cities of the sea they say she was a banshee a demon hag that she seduces innocent men in their sleep they say she eats babies but really she was just a woman who refused to get on all fours so an insecure man could feel like a god • the truth about lilith

not all goddesses fly some of us struggle on the ground as the mortal men we gave our hearts to keep their feet on our necks but one day we will remember our own names and turn them all to ashes

the further away from you i get the more i realize i was never small it was just a matter of forced perspective • your optical illusion

funerals are for lovers

i will always be in love with the man that you’ll never become • unrealized potential

i’m tired of being a supporting actor in everyone else’s life while being a featured extra in my own

why am i still worshipping at the altar of your broken promises • false prophets

i am learning that it is better to be a monster than to be hunted by one • i’m not sorry

i lost myself looking for your love