Atop her soft body again
Her curves crushed into me like old times
Heat consuming me like it used to
Yet when I look into her eyes
and taste her lips, I am not encompassed with the love
that used to be there,
Not devoured with the instinct, to fulfill her every need
But to fulfill my own
This bitch she broke my heart,
and scattered the pieces in the wind.
Only to come back when she realized what she's been missing.
But I am heartless now, I look at her and feel disgust, wanting to show her the pain she put me through
"You don't love me anymore."
she says. Its not a question. No I do not
Tears run down her face
Knowing the cheap fuck she is.
Hate.
Pounding it into her with every thrust
She takes it in silence, everything I give
aimed to hurt
Violent and aggressive
every ounce of anger
fueling every action, bruising every surface
Tearing myself away
from this broken whore I used to love
Yelling so loud the walls shake
Throwing the dumb cunt off my bed
and out of my life
Author notes
Prompt 2
This is basically about a man
who got his heart broken
He hates himself for allowing her that power over him
ultimately hating her
He wants revenge in a way
A contest entry
- Through the Fire and Flames (we carry on) by MYsecondchance.
800 points, ended January 4, 2009, 17 entries
Honorable mention
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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Comments
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Nice one. I know the feeling, though on a much lesser scale...someone I used to love with every cell of my heart but he fucked up my life so bad I can't stand him now and part of me wishes I could hurt him the way he hurt me. Great job with this!
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this is an awesome peice of work, this is exatly what i wanted for this typ of prompt great job!
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