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Oct 2023
Lord,
I cannot fathom myself.
I cannot contain myself,
I cannot behave myself.

Your breath,
Hot and sizzling,
Burning my skin.
Your Pain,
Rich and thrilling,
I am your sin.

Lord,
I am blushed and bruised,
Ashamed and used,
Contained and confused.

Bound and held,
You whisper quiet words
Into my ear.
A melody so deafening
I forget to care.

Lord,
I feel ravenous.
My burning hunger
so pitiful,
So scandalous.

Your soft kiss,
Turns lush pink
Into lustful red,
Blood pours down my chin
Onto our bed.

Your eyes meeting mine,
Direct and aligned.

Thoughts colder than frost
My heart begins beating,
Limbs are weakening,
Feelings are deepening.

My mind is now yours.

For now I see
A point of no return.
I seethe and writhe
As our souls bind and burn.
I usually write poetry from a personal perspective , however this one is more of a universal poem. It is to delve deeper into the concept of toxic love and the thoughts and desires it can lead to for a person. I wanted to portray how love can take a dark turn, leading to the concept of possession and obsession. I really hope you all enjoy , a bit darker than usual!
Chelsea Quigley
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Chelsea Quigley  21/F/Waterford
(21/F/Waterford)   
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