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Home is usually defined as a place where one lives, a physical structure, or where someone was born or lives for a long time.

I started thinking of what home was to me.
A place where I really feel safe and secure.
Somewhere I find complete comfort and feel like I can really be what I am; lazy, stupid.
Where I can cry and scream and laugh with complete sincerity.
Where I know I can run to for a strong shelter.
Where I can hide my feelings and emotions at when I leave in the morning
Where there may be leaks in the ceilings or cracks in the walls, but I learn to cope and move on.
Where, really, what I need to survive lies.
Where I want to be all the time.

Then, thinking of you, I realized home can be a person.
Who's your home?
I'm thinking about becoming a pornographer.
I'm thinking about sitting behind a camera.
I'm thinking about being an unseen voice.
I'm thinking about nobody seeing any part of me
except my **** while it's being ******.

I'm thinking gingers with tight *****.
I'm thinking emo girls with *******.
I'm thinking of beauty being manipulated.
I'm thinking tall, slender, bearded men with long hair pounding the **** out of the biggest ****** in town.

***** attract me.
It just depends on my behavior.
I have a ****.
A nice one.
With ***** that make it look tiny.

I love ******
I love ******
I love ******.
I love ******.
I love you how you are.
Everything.
Your face,
your hair,
your voice,
your ****,
your smile.
Don't disregard them.
Enjoy yourself for
who you are.
My blasphemous angel.
My dream girl.
My counterpart to the
******* sideshow.
Don't stop being who
you are.
I love you so much it makes me dumb.
I ****** you up, and so am I, **** it.
If I could taste you again, I would feel better again.
I'm drunk and ****** up. I want to stop caring. ****.
If I could change for you I would. I can't. I won't.
I like being me and I like you how you are.

I can't stop.
I won't stop.
I love you.
**** the world.

I'm stuck.
You're stuck.
I've never been addicted to drugs in baggies sold on the streets,
But I am addicted to one with pretty white teeth and a heart beat.

He is my better half
My silver lining in a sky of clouds
Of my grandpa he does remind me
And then I see that heaven isn't so far

And I'll still love him when I'm old and grey,
Because I know he wouldn't love me any other way

In shared giggles and affections,
His love points me in the right direction

He is not where he is from,
He is where he is going
*And I'd like to go there, too
I'm a love struck teenager, surprise.
Addicted to my wicked dreams
Where everything's not as it seems
All these things in my head
Wondering why you haven't left me for dead
Just like Romeo and Juliet,
This love is as tragic as it gets
Star-crossed lovers
Who only care when they're under covers
And when you sit alone at night and feel empty,
I know you feel pain and resent me
It's contradicting, what you do to me
Make me think you care
Then just flee
I wonder how you go so easily upon this
All I wanted,
Was your k i s **s
There we were,
Just casually fooling around with each other,
In a dark, opaque room,
Where he'd let loose and wildly smother.
I tried to hold back,
But he aggressively held me close to him,
I felt the blood flow up and down my body,
As it began to get dim.
The way he dove long, thick fingers inside,
Made me scream with much pleasure,
When he fondled with it, gently teasing me,
There is no other measure.
When he wouldn't stop,
And looked me in the eye,
I felt dopamine rushing through my body,
I can only obey and lie.
The endless pleasure that radiated from his body,
Touched mine, caressed mine,
Where I'd smile at him, eyes half-closed,
Where we'd together shine.
So I know it could be worse
My throat will be bleeding by next verse
I could hurt for a thousand years
Drowning myself in a ocean of tears

Slowly falling into a pitch black void
I could have left with you being mildly annoyed
Instead it was like my love was *****
The words don't come out so motions I aped

The sword that pierced my heart
Was a sword of lust

The sword that pierced my heart
Was a sword of lust

I reach into my skin
Pull out nothing and proceed to sin
I am nothing but flesh destruction
Nothing leaves without detection

A petty truth I leave unto you
Think with your head and before you do
Disregard that puny ***** you call your heart
It will destroy you, love will tear you apart

The sword that pierced my heart
Was a sword of lust

The sword that pierced my heart
Was a sword of lust

LUST!
LUST!
LUST!
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