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 Jan 2016 WiltingMoon
syaira k
our time comes when the night falls down
as the midnight turns into a quarter to one
you'll wait until i came down
and i'll see your smile as i couldn't hide mine
the thrill starts with the ride
take me behind you on your bike
you swift me through the cold night
the rush that seeps through me
as i clutch tight to your waist
lead me to our secret place
it was the perfect hideout
under the stars and the moon peeking through the clouds
our first kiss and you covered your shy face
moments passed by and a love was made
look me in the eye one more time
as i kept getting pulled away by your tide
drown me in your love and lust
bury me under your skin
surround me with your scent
brush your cheeks against my face
no matter what I still see you in my dreams
the night will never stop haunting me
i'll never escape from your tide
i can never get away from you
you're my suicide ocean
i'll bring you to my death
"abused"?
no! that's not what this is
she may rip my thin skin with the whip of her switch
leave big, bold, purple bruises when she throws heavy blows at my face
punching, and kicking till she hears the very snap! of my rib cage and bones break
She's not abusing me when she stains my heart with toxic words of lies, and negativity about me
how im stupid, worthless, disgusting, ****** up, demented, and i waste of a soul
No......that's not abuse
its just her way of love, and physical nourishment
shes happy when im hurt
and that's all that matter
....happiness for one soul
 Jan 2016 WiltingMoon
Pax
I was the second choice and the safe bet
never your first.
this applies to life or love.
a quote.
a shout-out.

a sudden sigh.
 Jan 2016 WiltingMoon
Pax
loner
 Jan 2016 WiltingMoon
Pax
i'M an empty shell
who pretends to be

**alive.
being me, is not easy, being a loner is hard, its not as easy as you can open up to anyone.
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