I was once a neat paper, free of creases, and white as ****

Yet, what have I become?

I am now a wrinkled paper
Full of illegible scribbles
Ripped edges
Droplets of water and blood colored the paper brown

What have you done?

I wish I never gave you the power to crumple me.

I was once a pen that's full of ink
But I had dried out, because of neglect

Now, I am of no use.

After using me, improperly
After extracting everything I can give

You threw me, in the trash can

You said that's where I belong.

Rarely understood
Always disregarded
Most of the time irrelevant
Perpetually worthless

That's how I'd describe my existence.

Selfishness
is
a
disease
that
people
chose
not
to
cure

You know that feeling when you can't write a ******* poem but wanted to write so bad that you end up being miserable and lonely and insecure about yourself?

Our past where once part of a sweet memory we forged.

In a hidden room where darkness resides, and colors were only of black, two people filled with tension were left behind.

Awareness was there, but the urge was stronger. And despite the lack of illumination, nothing hindered the feeling of sensuality. Perhaps, curiousity is the reason. Nevertheless, satisfying their desire was the only thing that mattered.

Their body spoke a tongue no one but only them could decipher. They were laced with the fragrance of greed. Having one objective, to infuse a blazing passion into every part of their bodies. Electricity was felt in every touch. A gentle caress drove them mad.

He made a move that made her tense. She made a move that made him restless. Their bodies danced in synchronization. A majestic performance, unseen by the world and concealed with pretentiousness.

Euphoria echoed the room. Ecstasy rushed through.

Attraction. Addiction. Temptation. Rhyming words. Different spellings. Yet, those were the same sentiment they shared.

Bright colors now surrounds the room, even so, nothing can hamper what they feel.

Trapped in a lustful spell.

It was a mistake they were willing to do over and over again.