(Words once dedicated to beauty have become a scream of true hideousness. This truth is your damning, filthy beast of a panther).
I wish I could forget your face
Tell my stupid heart the rot underneath your skin
Our laughter shared was only a tool
The words spooling from your mouth spider silk I coveted
The heat and solid muscle of your body
A comfort until your hands discovered my body
Creeping across to touch and hold steady
Teasing the edges of my underwear
Finding the soft coarseness of ***** hair
Hold me close, be my protector, my champion,
But all you’ll ever be is a predator
Your friendship and my wanting of you stripped me down
I stayed still
Let you touch and rock
Hoped you would stop
Remembered another body that pulled and pushed mine
I wanted you I will not deny my hunger
But I wanted you to want me as a person, as a partner you loved
Not a possibly sleeping girl who you could ******
A girl who you could take from whatever you wished
Did you find my rejection a challenge?
Get excited that your fingers might be the first inside of me?
What would you have done to me?
Would your fingers have been followed by your ****
Why would you violate me, Hercules?
But you don’t deserve that name anymore
You’re a bright flower that rots from the inside
No, you are washed of your name
Your hair knotted in between the fingers of my fist
I relieve you of the weight of dignity, cut you of all strength
You’ve frightened me with what you could have done – were willing to attempt
You’ve betrayed me of my trust and affection
I want you to pay
I want you to answer me: why, why, why?
Why would you do this to me, Jacob?
May 9, 2018
May 9, 2018 at 4:07 PM UTC
(Words once dedicated to beauty have become a scream of true hideousness. This truth is your damning, filthy beast of a panther).
I wish I could forget your face
Tell my stupid heart the rot underneath your skin
Our laughter shared was only a tool
The words spooling from your mouth spider silk I coveted
The heat and solid muscle of your body
A comfort until your hands discovered my body
Creeping across to touch and hold steady
Teasing the edges of my underwear
Finding the soft coarseness of ***** hair
Hold me close, be my protector, my champion,
But all you’ll ever be is a predator
Your friendship and my wanting of you stripped me down
I stayed still
Let you touch and rock
Hoped you would stop
Remembered another body that pulled and pushed mine
I wanted you I will not deny my hunger
But I wanted you to want me as a person, as a partner you loved
Not a possibly sleeping girl who you could ******
A girl who you could take from whatever you wished
Did you find my rejection a challenge?
Get excited that your fingers might be the first inside of me?
What would you have done to me?
Would your fingers have been followed by your ****
Why would you violate me, Hercules?
But you don’t deserve that name anymore
You’re a bright flower that rots from the inside
No, you are washed of your name
Your hair knotted in between the fingers of my fist
I relieve you of the weight of dignity, cut you of all strength
You’ve frightened me with what you could have done – were willing to attempt
You’ve betrayed me of my trust and affection
I want you to pay
I want you to answer me: why, why, why?
Why would you do this to me, Jacob?
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