A good-looking man,
an honest smile
direction wrapped in poor presentation.
I breathe in your sedatives,
let the darkness
swallow me whole.
There are no questions left
you are the answer.
And still, I carve into you,
though you are younger.
I crave you
only to ruin your innocence,
to bleed you dry
of everything I envy.
This is my daily ritual:
I draw you in
with a sweetness unseen,
then drain you
of the very essence
I resent.
When I speak, you don’t listen
you hear only what you want.
But I don’t blame you.
That’s how I know
you’re already mine.
Were you a target?
Maybe.
I sip something sparkling
a small sin
for a “good girl” like me.
Still, I indulge.
You are art
meant to be studied, touched, unraveled.
And I
a thief
whispering lies like secrets.
Control was never the plan…
but something as rare as you
begs to be used.
Cards laid bare.
Go on
guess my next move.
All hands on deck
as I deal you a new truth
about women like me.
Apr 13
Apr 13, 2026 at 8:11 AM UTC
A good-looking man,
an honest smile
direction wrapped in poor presentation.
I breathe in your sedatives,
let the darkness
swallow me whole.
There are no questions left
you are the answer.
And still, I carve into you,
though you are younger.
I crave you
only to ruin your innocence,
to bleed you dry
of everything I envy.
This is my daily ritual:
I draw you in
with a sweetness unseen,
then drain you
of the very essence
I resent.
When I speak, you don’t listen
you hear only what you want.
But I don’t blame you.
That’s how I know
you’re already mine.
Were you a target?
Maybe.
I sip something sparkling
a small sin
for a “good girl” like me.
Still, I indulge.
You are art
meant to be studied, touched, unraveled.
And I
a thief
whispering lies like secrets.
Control was never the plan…
but something as rare as you
begs to be used.
Cards laid bare.
Go on
guess my next move.
All hands on deck
as I deal you a new truth
about women like me.
Confession
