Every time you Look at me,
you cut me like a knife
Tearing into my soul and deeper,
sending me to inner strife
I take your pulse with middle finger,
digging deep what will I find
Spread you legs and let’s not linger,
Giving me your full behind
Dripping wet you take us under,
dashing hopes and tearing pride
Feel the shame that takes you over
Needing to be free this time
Death you bring as you do visit
Stealing from me what was mine
Driving demons way inside me
Stoning me within my mind
Again it cums like demons fire
Dashing hopes and tearing pride
Leaving life’s pure desperation
Empty feelings from deep inside
Never to feel whole without you
Garbled loves impoverished thoughts
Giving only what you carry
Leaving anguishing distraught
Author notes
Psychless 85 by *atypical-bipolar
A contest entry
- Slither Me by grm.
21300 points, ended October 3, 2008, 20 entries
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Comments
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gag me with a spoon...
i'm a firm believer of medication.
hope you lubbed that middle finger...
whoops, let me take down your name and number.
yowza



