Submissions by Hissyfit
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Husband
Slide your hand around my throat
hold me down
now
fuck
Grab my hair
and
hear my cry
lick my tear
and fuck
Part my thighs and spread me wide
steal my pride
yes!
fuck
Whisper my fate
and watch me
writhe
hold my eyes
hard fuck
Feel me arch and
bend and give
call my
name
and love.
hold me down
now
fuck
Grab my hair
and
hear my cry
lick my tear
and fuck
Part my thighs and spread me wide
steal my pride
yes!
fuck
Whisper my fate
and watch me
writhe
hold my eyes
hard fuck
Feel me arch and
bend and give
call my
name
and love.
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Still
Sittin in my sorrow
a blank page on
my face
eyes slack closed curtains
a day had gone, a day has gone.
Lying on my bitter bed
a chill around my bones
heart slow
half hearted
a future gone, a future gone.
Drowning in your wake
a numbness of
my soul
still, vacant thinking
my purpose gone, my purpose gone
Drifting in my dreaming
a pain so deep
it smiles
cascading through my veins
a life has gone, a life has gone.
a blank page on
my face
eyes slack closed curtains
a day had gone, a day has gone.
Lying on my bitter bed
a chill around my bones
heart slow
half hearted
a future gone, a future gone.
Drowning in your wake
a numbness of
my soul
still, vacant thinking
my purpose gone, my purpose gone
Drifting in my dreaming
a pain so deep
it smiles
cascading through my veins
a life has gone, a life has gone.
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Live the lie Baby
I have to live the lie that really, I'm just tired.
3 kids, a dog, the job... my melancholly sigh.
I need to live the lie, and hide and stay inside
No answering that phone, pretending I'm not home.
I have to be a girl; hormonal and unsure.
A thin and willowy bird. Delicate, notdisturbed.
I fake the smile, ice thin.Chat; banal, hollow tin.
The girls are 'fine', me too. Fine fine fine, and you?
I want to touch the core. Rip it out; pull with force.
This thing that stole my life. Don't want it any more.
I have...
3 kids, a dog, the job... my melancholly sigh.
I need to live the lie, and hide and stay inside
No answering that phone, pretending I'm not home.
I have to be a girl; hormonal and unsure.
A thin and willowy bird. Delicate, notdisturbed.
I fake the smile, ice thin.Chat; banal, hollow tin.
The girls are 'fine', me too. Fine fine fine, and you?
I want to touch the core. Rip it out; pull with force.
This thing that stole my life. Don't want it any more.
I have...
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