You told me I wanted it, But still to this day, I don't think I've ever wanted anything less. The feel of your hot breath Against my *******, Is a feeling I will never forget, Though if wishes come true it'd be one of the few I'd chose To lose.
You tore off my trousers And in that instant, You snatched away my innocence, Like a thief in the night And it was night, Only thieves steel objects, not Metaphorical representations of childhood.
This wasn't love making This was sin, And the devil danced in victory, between the sheets.
Tears laces my cheeks, And dropped down my neck And you lapped them up In a split sec Ond. You trespassed all over me With those poisoned lips Those soiled hands My hips didn't respond to the demands You imposed and I tried so desperately to close you out.
But, You came in anyway, Like a supermarket, Despite the sign clearly lined to remind you That it was out of hours. Despite the plaque that said keep of the grass You trampled on it anyway And the hundred showers I drowned myself in after The fake smiles, the laughter Still haven't succeeded in Washing you out. Of everything. You seep through the cracks Every night, as I hold myself tight I have to remind myself You're not there You're elsewhere. And people wonder why I struggle to sleep My answer I forgot how to count sheep After the night you sliced up my dreams and threw me into relentless nightmares.