deepundergroundpoetry.com
Journey
Pressure doors encage my body
Yet my mind can’t be held
I will have my voice heard
From inside this impenetrable cell
Sitting on the dusty ground
Staring at the past we now leave behind
All going somewhere new
All leaving something behind
For some of us it’s loved ones
Careers and homes
For me it’s you
The key to my rescue
But I don’t love you
Nor you love me
It’s the lust between us
That shows we need leave be
Cause I love to bite your inner thigh till blood is drawn
And You tease me till i want you forever more
Then close your body over and fall asleep once more
Leaving me feeling as innocent as a fawn
We can do it for weeks, months almost
It may still be worthwhile
But I’ll end and I’ll give up
Left trying to pretend.
Yet my mind can’t be held
I will have my voice heard
From inside this impenetrable cell
Sitting on the dusty ground
Staring at the past we now leave behind
All going somewhere new
All leaving something behind
For some of us it’s loved ones
Careers and homes
For me it’s you
The key to my rescue
But I don’t love you
Nor you love me
It’s the lust between us
That shows we need leave be
Cause I love to bite your inner thigh till blood is drawn
And You tease me till i want you forever more
Then close your body over and fall asleep once more
Leaving me feeling as innocent as a fawn
We can do it for weeks, months almost
It may still be worthwhile
But I’ll end and I’ll give up
Left trying to pretend.
All writing remains the property of the author. Don't use it for any purpose without their permission.
likes 5
reading list entries 0
comments 4
reads 862
Commenting Preference:
The author encourages honest critique.