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Boredom... My cause of unwanted toxicities. It leads me to a dark part of reality that I cannot escape myself from. Temptation leads me there and then I question my own defeat. Transform, and rise again... Mind games in a battle of self doubt. My mind takes me everywhere, where darkness itself has no room for exploring. I condone, then lose myself in it all. I really wanna **** so bad I can feel my ***** tingle and the thought of getting penetrated arouses me so deeply. But I only want to **** you, a friend... Someone I am familiar with. I let go of the past toxic mess that I attached myself too. But you gonna be crawling back to me cuz you want me. But trusting you isn't in my vocabulary. Giving you a second chance doesn't exist in my world. I don't do chances. I need to **** To get you off my mind. I need to feel free. I crave *** ever so viciously. I want it... **** me... (Moans gracefully) Daddy, pull me in and never let go. Kiss me passionately and hold me close. My curtains are dripping and I feel the need to ****** with every touch. Pounce on me and push me against wall. So ****** ***** baby... (Gasp) I need more I need my distraction... But he doesn't seem to need me. What a bore...
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Jan 28, 2021
Jan 28, 2021 at 8:48 AM UTC
Distraction - Misguided
Boredom... My cause of unwanted toxicities. It leads me to a dark part of reality that I cannot escape myself from. Temptation leads me there and then I question my own defeat. Transform, and rise again... Mind games in a battle of self doubt. My mind takes me everywhere, where darkness itself has no room for exploring. I condone, then lose myself in it all. I really wanna **** so bad I can feel my ***** tingle and the thought of getting penetrated arouses me so deeply. But I only want to **** you, a friend... Someone I am familiar with. I let go of the past toxic mess that I attached myself too. But you gonna be crawling back to me cuz you want me. But trusting you isn't in my vocabulary. Giving you a second chance doesn't exist in my world. I don't do chances. I need to **** To get you off my mind. I need to feel free. I crave *** ever so viciously. I want it... **** me... (Moans gracefully) Daddy, pull me in and never let go. Kiss me passionately and hold me close. My curtains are dripping and I feel the need to ****** with every touch. Pounce on me and push me against wall. So ****** ***** baby... (Gasp) I need more I need my distraction... But he doesn't seem to need me. What a bore...
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Jan 28, 2021
Jan 28, 2021 at 8:48 AM UTC
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