Lonely nights,
Cold moon's light,
No sunshine,
No woman of mine,

No neck to bite,
No breast to grip,
No flesh tonight,
No leg to lick,

I long for the scent of honey,
Wet, warm on my face,
Lingering kisses on your tummy,
Prickled skin where I've traced,

A room full of soft moans,
Whimpers of need,
My slave shackled in lust's hold,
Your nectar I drink,

Cradling a limp body,
As we become one,
Squeezing me softly,
As you ***,

Filling my senses,
That liquid aroma,
Leaving you breathless,
As I go slower,

But again it was cut short,
Just a flash in my mind,
The image adored,
But still,

No woman of mine-



Nothing but an empty void,
In this life forsaken,
Everything touched was destroyed,
Another soul taken,

Liquor fueled hate,
That nothing will numb,
I would **** to change,
What the **** I've become,

Somethin to fill the space,
In this nightmare I live in,
All the blood spilled on this page,
Couldn't tame the ****** I live with,

Just me and my brain,
Going through familiar motions,
It's turned me insane,
Getting harder to focus,

Til the image has faded,
Once again back on earth,
I guess it aint hate, just,
Painful hurt-



HED TRAMA™