Oh to say I love you No shame within a lie as this Antique words of collapsing value Suchlike promises has been falsified We recite with no ardor, no meaning A forced response to spare the integrity of both Warping its immortality to our breached expectations What a tragedy? To utterly express beauty with a …
She hates that it’s suitable for men to sex whomever they choose; saluted, yet not often judged, they always seem to get excused. When women adore sex they claim she’s being too loose; but there’s this fear of commitment because her heart’s been abused. This monster disguised as love has resulted in scorn, hurt and envy; with no formula for damaged hearts, so …
Thoughts run together like they’re gang related Robbing me of emotions leaving me sedated Stunned like dummy in slump, effects are dictated Needles to wrists, arouse body fluids, I made it Anatomic orgasms numbs me til I’m jaded It’s a self-inflicted high, call it masturbated Pleasure within bloodline, no incest, just vain sex Thrusting toxins …
It’s often that we get so wrapped into ourselves and our everyday lives that it overshadows that which really matters. We become distracted, complacent and accustomed to the “daily routine”. Everything starts to be less relevant, an “I’ll do it later” occurrence, priorities are devalued, things are “not as” important anymore. Almost in no time, … Continue reading
It really sucks when discovering loyalty’s one-sided, the extent of your betrayal makes it tougher to hide it. Always treated you better, ill tactics of being biased, yet you deserted me here to fend for self on this island. I’m always there supporting, during everyone’s crisis; but when it’s on me they all come equipped with … Continue reading
I’m so intrigued when loving this man, delighted by his touch as it retains me in constraint. Like a fiend on drugs, it stimulates my brain. Avoid seeking rehab, I want to stop but I can’t; conquer this sensation, even if provided an alternate lane. Getting high, I’m lifted, not wanting to dismount again. I’m … Continue reading
This love between you and I can no longer be; from a distance you offer me porcelain dreams. …don’t want you to leave; losing ventilation, I can’t breathe. How do I live with the fact that you’ve fallen outta love with me? You left me open so I went for the rebound, thinking pain would … Continue reading
The power and rage of this permanent pain, sporadic avenues of reviving buried yesterdays. The tall tales of a love I initially claimed, a tragic romance which led to dismay. Hurt resembling a thousand knives to ones chest, a punctured ego, riven thoughts and broken promises. With my severed heart and capricious requests, no gain without pain, I’ve grown to be heartless. Intentions are as prejudice … Continue reading
I can only imagine The feeling I’m given When you’re holding me Falling for a man I can’t see Immersed in your aroma of love Awaiting the day, no longer Dreaming of you touching me I can only imagine Our minds intertwined We’re together as two bodies Compromising one spine Lovers in spirit, soul tied … Continue reading
Enchantment at its peak describes you and I, a feeling cloning stars meeting one with the sky. Tenderness withstanding any reflecting turmoil, my beloved darling, I’ll love you forever more. I’m captivated, with you is where I want to be; beautiful is you mind, reserved solely for me. I explore it privately, uncanny intellectual sex, no fabrication, anticipating … Continue reading
Serenaded by jazz congesting this candlelit room, checking myself for imperfections in this mirror. As my perfume eloquently sizes up the background, I wish he would hurry, getting here a bit quicker. Applying MAC to my lips, I blow a kiss to myself, leaving a trace of red on my glass reflection. Wearing this dress befitting my beautiful curves, not only … Continue reading
Pleasures of Pain Fools in love share the same, sentiment as one who’s stimulated by pain. I’m a hopeless romantic, a full blow addict, with a craving for love no matter what it takes to have it. Can’t get enough, this rush this touch; conceited attractions, cutting myself deeper creating satisfactions. Modified emotions are sold for … Continue reading
Suicidal Remedy “Hi…My name is Tioko and I’m an alcoholic…” Lost in the world without my moral compass, eyes closed, heart open, inhaling this liquid sin. This thing has a hold on me like a fungus, ejecting deep breaths of warm toxic oxygen. I’ve had enough but never have I been a quitter, unstable I drop … Continue reading
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