An urge more powerful than the gods themselves
a feeling so demanding
like a roaring pounding sound
a hammer shattering a wall of stone
when she turned her head the other way
the pounding just swelled louder
louder
louder
raindrops dripped against the window
like the tears on her smooth cheeks
her hand hit the invisible wall when she realized
there was no escape
a prisoner in her own mind
with a fire burning hotter
hotter
hotter
At one point the pain turned to pleasure
strange how ugly turned to beauty
in a matter of result.