a honey bee stung me not because I disturbed the remnants of his hive or stepped on the flower he sat upon I watched puzzled as he struggled on the ground after burying his sword in my arm thus sacrificing himself in honor of his brothers and his queen you see he was the last he had no voice to tell me of their fate the destruction we'd wrought on this docile creature this creator of sweet nectar
the sting was brief and I brushed it away and continued on as we all do when only temporarily impeded unaware the sting about to come
I could never truly hurt you, not intentionally And maybe that's why we were never meant to last You tried to find flaws in hopes you could fix me But you came up empty handed and dropped me in an instant I guess you were not ready for a man like me One who would love you and never abuse you You deserve that love, and I wanted to provide it But I'm moving on now, you had your chance Go back to the ones who hurt you the most Who never fully appreciated you're beautiful spirit Thanks for all the good times and hand written lies All the time I can't get back because it was all spent on you I gave you my all, including my heart Even though you were the one to act on yours first I believed in us when I kissed you again But it was just another poisonous lie that fell upon the lips
An exchange of temptations that led to a hidden ordeal On an act of carnal ecstasy made to seal a deal The gamble to see if it’s worth lending a piece of the soul While trembling inside for the choices that would soon take toll
The signs of deceit slowly surfaced but were shrugged despite suspicion Until a hasty flight provoked inner unrest and affliction Vivid memories of a previous torment come back haunting Knowing full well the Succubus affinity for betraying
With logic and reason as both weapon and armor Against an enemy not easily made for capture Bargaining on a final bet that her grip be brought to nothing To release the mind from seemingly rotting
The bargain commenced along with foreseen treason The sought peace only a hollow victory in a silently echoing frustration In total silence with a feeling that heavily burned A mental wall built to signify the lesson learned
Screams of pain of the innards locked away in reticence Occurring to just seemingly mock the brilliance With great resolve brought by the treachery writhing in virulence Came the vigilance of avoiding such penitence And to never again taste the Succubus’ Sting in Silence
Your smile, Your constant reminders that I'm okay, Your disease curing laugh, Your constant generosity. My trust that you'll always be there. I'm not sure what broke me.
The delicate internal sting As your lips brushed gently over mine Until we fought silently with our mouths. The heart wrenching pain after As I tried not to cry, Knowing I'm not good enough, That I never will be and yet still You stay by my side.
But it's not the same.
My tears which have not stopped since Then are drowning me in an Ocean of my own pain; My sea of sadness embraces me As I watch you leave and I Know you regret everything.
Maybe that's what broke me. My longing for you as my sick And evil brain envisions you Leaving until eventually
Out of ****... Out of desire, Carefully, lovingly she chose the finest, most supple leathers. Length and width she measured them... to size each finished braid. Four she made, each stitched with tearing eyes. Weaving them together she bit her lip imagining... their sting on her buttocks.
at night you can find me planted onto the tile floor the shower water gushing against my hunched back feels like a hug each trickle resembles your fingers - i'm trying to erase you, scrub away the marks you've left on my wrists, the bruised knees but your threatening undertone rings in my head stings the sterile lights, they will always flicker.
Sometimes truth is stranger than fiction cold and cruel as a grave and flowering tragic circumstances or living in denial is a quick sweet fix causing irreparable lifetime misfortune Timely revealing a terrible truth to innocents can be traumatic yet tender eye opener but utterly kindly necessary to avert greater future calamity and misjudgements I know this truth in my own flesh I hid a cruel truth not to cause painful suffering to self and other victims my own children and I was hurt the most I lost it all. so speak timely get counseling go public living in denial of unexamined traumatic past events never escaped the laws of fate and ill karma It all come back to hunt me revealing the light of truth no matter how dark its sting it did set me free but I lost the companionship of close loving family members in their cold diselief awake be aware an evil doer's skim to continue future character assassination slandering oldest witness victim will perish obliterated only in the light of timely simple truth revealed A dearly beloved survivor's courage and foresight to stop living in foolish denial will also end in much needed self healing ~~~~~~~~~ By Karijinbba All rights reserved. revised 03-16 2019.
Don't let it happen to you. Reveal the light of truth no matter how dark its sting. Ending up mis-understood misjudged unknown is an injustice sad and very lonesome existence.
it's another early AM when salt tears splash my face, they sting, but they are daisies compared to the swords I have endured with you. it's almost half a year since you took what was not yours to take, with your mumbled excuses and your dismissive gestures. i brace myself, the pain looms again, i shout at it to GO AWAY, the reminder of what you did, but it is a pain that paracetomal will not subside, because the pain is a memory; the increasing anxiety, the thought of you inside of me when i did not want you to be there. GO AWAY.
never meant to fight ya now that you're gone i know why i hated when everything felt right because when i was with you i couldn't help but lip bite for all the wrongs and bruises in a blue bedroom alone back to feeling nothing not even the sweet sting of a lip bite
okay so HP's censoring is really wack, had a completely swearwordless, normal outdoor poem and suddenly it's explicit. Wonder which if i knew which words could actually not be censored that'd be greattttttttttttttttttt
Lying here reminiscing about the time we had, you made me smile, and my heart fluttered in my chest. Thinking how nobody can make me laugh anymore. But imagining about the past never helps; or the constant daydreams of death, I keep to myself. I’m so restless from wrestling with these thoughts in my head. Strong, loud, and piercing; paralyzing me to my bed. I’m busy listening to the soothing whispers, that all want me dead. Looking for the coast to be clear, so I don't have to be fake again. Since the mumblings remain, to sting and heighten all the pain. I try and write out the disturbing sounds, to keep them at bay, waiting for the right moment to come, when I can drain my brain.