I've been thinking about killing myself
I know what you're thinking
but it's not that bad.
You left me lifeless,
so what's the difference if I **** myself?
One way I feel dead in a living body
The other I am dead
No more pain
No more joy
Sounds peaceful
Feb 1, 2014
Feb 1, 2014 at 9:17 PM UTC
Your breath on my neck,
Wisps of warm and heavy air,
Sending a shiver down my neck
To my chest.
My stomach twists in a knot,
Yet I'm not nervous.
You lick your lips
Before you connect them
To my collarbone.
Moving up to my neck and ears
Parallel to your hands
On my hips,
Moving up to my belly and chest.
Your fingers
And lips
Explore my body
And with an exhale
The pleasure
In a muffled moan under your hand
Is released from my
Trembling body.
I bite your shoulder
As you explore deeper.
You look my in the eyes
And I stare back with lust.
"It feels so good
To be so bad."
Says my eyes.
During the night we are
Lusters
And thats all we'll ever be.
We melt into each other
Until the darkness turns to light.
You are forbidden.
I touch you
And I get burned
By our heat bonding.
Lust is real and bound to be,
But forbidden lust
Feels so wrong,
You can't help but feel
Good.
Nov 13, 2013
Nov 13, 2013 at 8:43 PM UTC
There's always a first time,
Whether it's a first word,
A first best friend,
Or a first love.
I've learned
That there are first
Times that you wish you
Could take back forever and forget.
Never
Ever
Look
Back
Aug 26, 2013
Aug 26, 2013 at 2:47 PM UTC