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Sydney Marie Oct 2014
Some of us think its a bad day that will get us good,
that it will either send us to heaven or hell.

Seeing the pain that others go through when they have someone close to them lose it for good.

It makes people like us say “We can't cause that harm to the people WE love.”

It really doesn't make a difference because when it happens it happens.

That's your time, you weren't suppose to make it out alive, these birds eye views of other lives that have been affected by another.

It should make a difference but it doesn't.
Juhi Chavda Oct 2014
So rough.
Do you chew the lollipop or lick it?
Maybe you swallowed it whole.
It wasn't so nice. Especially the first time.
Then the feelings made it addictive.

It didn't matter, if you were a different person.
It didn't matter if you were not thinking.
It didn't matter if I felt like I wasn't even there.
Or like you were getting over with it.

How do you do it?
Detach your physical self from your mind?
Teach me. I am dead inside.
And then you just stopped. Everything.

You were far away. In all ways.
Turns out, you have to let go of something
that is pulling you down, drowning you
into your sea of meaningless existence.

But then you pulled me close again,
Maybe because I was letting go.
And then you were rough again,
but now it was ugly.

You were still rough.
I was still invisible
And still dead inside.
Holding on to what remained of us.
Xan Abyss Oct 2014
**** it then,
Let the strangers be scared.
I wanna bend you over a chair,
Lift up your skirt
Rip off your underwear
Wrap a hand around your throat
Grab a handful of your hair
And bury myself deep
As I feel you gasp for air.

I want to beat you, but not
out of Anger or Hate,
I want to treat you like a Queen
until you plead
to be *****.
And then I will Take You
Violate You
Invade You
Your Body
Is a Temple
I'll Pray at
And then Raze.

I want to leave you,
Drenched in sweat
Raccoon Eyed,
Hair a mess
Satisfied.

While you recover,
I'll recharge-
and like a Lover,
I'll tend your Heart.
Until you can move
Again,
And tell me you have
The Energy
And I'll throw you back down on the Bed,
With the same violent intensity.
I'll love you with a vengeance,
My battering ram at your gates
As I conquer your sacred kingdom
in this
Incendiary Embrace.

My lust for you is Oppressive,
but my Love burns brighter than All
I want to be the Tyrant of your Body -
Absolute Control.

I want to hold you down by the wrists
and stare in your eyes as you cry my name
Drink in the dance of your perfect ****
As I assail you with pleasure and pain
I long to feel the quake of your legs
As ****** consumes you again
Heavenly Daughter of Eve,
I'll ******* like a Child of Cain.
An attempt at being overtly ******, inspired by my feedback from the last one.
Claire Oct 2014
They told us that when we grow older, we'll become a little bit wiser,
but then why do we keep on repeating the same mistakes we've made when we were young and foolish?
I tried.
Erin Atkinson Oct 2014
.         i want my hands
to be the hands of Palm Trees.

            Rough
                          and
Weathered;
                                       Tall,
                                    but ugly.
Styles Sep 2014
Just when I've reached my max,
you climb on and ******,
body shaking,
your soul relaxed.
Then lay you down, and
give you more of that.
I'm so deep,
I got your back,
you smile,
As I pulled your legs further back.
The deeper I reach,
the more you react.
the harder i push,
the harder you push back.
Grabbed your hair,
Turned your head back.
Rough love,
Hitting it from the back,
I get you off like that.
now there's no going back.
heather jackson Aug 2014
sometimes you talk such ***** **** that even a seasoned pro in ***** talk
(such as myself)
is left with nothing more than a giggle
a sharp intake of breath
and a swimming head like I just drank a bottle of champagne
sometimes your words
make me rage with need and hunger
even more than your body does
sometimes I lean against my kitchen counter
that you ****** me against
when we forgot to make it to my big soft bed
and listen to you tell me
how you want to hurt me
come closer baby
bite me until you really taste me
leave my lips swollen and red
leave my hips bruised and aching
I want to see little constellations in my flesh
from
you
JWolfeB Aug 2014
As the school day ended and my students disappeared through the door,

I sat and took my first breathe,

And thought

Somedays I make a change in the world, other days the world makes a change in me.

Today I don't think either of those things happened.
Rough day at work. My students were ruthless
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