Submissions by enervation
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
*insert egoistical narcissistic bio.*
no title.
Red dress,
Falling down,
On the ground.
Blue jean pants,
Dropping down,
The belt making a single sound.
Lips locked,
Hands rubbing against eachother's heated bodies,
He's hard as a rock.
His large hands,
Pinching the nipples,
A man's hand.
Wet,
Pulling his solid cock,
Against you,
Together you rock.
As a tease.
You beg,
Beg,
Asking please..
give
It
To
Me...
Please.
Taking control,
Forcing yourself...
Falling down,
On the ground.
Blue jean pants,
Dropping down,
The belt making a single sound.
Lips locked,
Hands rubbing against eachother's heated bodies,
He's hard as a rock.
His large hands,
Pinching the nipples,
A man's hand.
Wet,
Pulling his solid cock,
Against you,
Together you rock.
As a tease.
You beg,
Beg,
Asking please..
give
It
To
Me...
Please.
Taking control,
Forcing yourself...
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Want.
I wish i could hate you,
but it seems...that i can not.
I go to sleep thinking about all the reasons why you do not love me,
I wish you were dead,
but at the same time, i do not..
All the times we have talked,
How could you not have felt it?
At least a tiny bit?
Tell me.
I compare others to you,
At first you were always the winner,
But now,
You always loose.
But i still want you.
but it seems...that i can not.
I go to sleep thinking about all the reasons why you do not love me,
I wish you were dead,
but at the same time, i do not..
All the times we have talked,
How could you not have felt it?
At least a tiny bit?
Tell me.
I compare others to you,
At first you were always the winner,
But now,
You always loose.
But i still want you.
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Something Wonderful.
You scream and scream,
Letting all your fear and worries flow out,
Allowing your agony to show in mounds,
Clutching your chest when you feel the absolute pain you hold within your heart..the feeling is foul..for a while!
In astonishment you accept it all, enjoying the feeling of pain!
Allowing it to all be in vain!
You are not ashamed..if feels as if you came
You know there is no one to blame,
But yourself,
But who cares?
Letting all your fear and worries flow out,
Allowing your agony to show in mounds,
Clutching your chest when you feel the absolute pain you hold within your heart..the feeling is foul..for a while!
In astonishment you accept it all, enjoying the feeling of pain!
Allowing it to all be in vain!
You are not ashamed..if feels as if you came
You know there is no one to blame,
But yourself,
But who cares?
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Explicitly.
Kiss me,
Rub me,
Make love to me.
Or not,
We can just talk..
About how we should fuck,
We like it rough,
It's never enough,
How you should shove it in,
Making my head spin,
Having us on edge,
How it should have been.
Rub me,
Make love to me.
Or not,
We can just talk..
About how we should fuck,
We like it rough,
It's never enough,
How you should shove it in,
Making my head spin,
Having us on edge,
How it should have been.
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Shell.
Having to hide true intentions is cruel.
Forcing yourself to be kind when in reality you want to rip their rib cage out and break each rib little by little.
Forcing yourself to plaster on a smile and agree with whatever they say..when in reality you want to rip off their lips and squish them in your palms.
Having to maintain the image they want to see you as when you want to end your life and theirs as well.
Wanting to feel the pain that is to die for daily, but having to contain yourself because of the people who are just interested. Really not wanting...
Forcing yourself to be kind when in reality you want to rip their rib cage out and break each rib little by little.
Forcing yourself to plaster on a smile and agree with whatever they say..when in reality you want to rip off their lips and squish them in your palms.
Having to maintain the image they want to see you as when you want to end your life and theirs as well.
Wanting to feel the pain that is to die for daily, but having to contain yourself because of the people who are just interested. Really not wanting...
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dismal.
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Inside a masochist.
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Why.
Watching the tiny drips of blood
Fall down on to my pillow
My heart in my throat
I once more ask myself..
what am i getting out of this...?
Fall down on to my pillow
My heart in my throat
I once more ask myself..
what am i getting out of this...?
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Oh..
In the street i walk
And lay.
No more of this shit..
I say..
Still i wait..
And wait..
Comes a car,
The spark..
Runs through my body.
I am afraid.
But it's too late.
Don't look back..
crash..
And lay.
No more of this shit..
I say..
Still i wait..
And wait..
Comes a car,
The spark..
Runs through my body.
I am afraid.
But it's too late.
Don't look back..
crash..
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Spass.
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Getting it over with.
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Paradise¿
My psyche is loosing it's balance,
Compulsion loosing control,
So you can call it manslaughter..
Subconsciously digging a hole.
In pieces are my old self...
Dismembered it has been..
Torn apart and re sewn,
Just not with the same skin..
Compulsion loosing control,
So you can call it manslaughter..
Subconsciously digging a hole.
In pieces are my old self...
Dismembered it has been..
Torn apart and re sewn,
Just not with the same skin..
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