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Midnight Distress


 
Mixed emotions suffocate her ability to sort out reality from fantasy...  
Swarming her hopes for a dream,
Invading the devastation of reality...
 
She hesitantly put her guard down...
Only for a python to slither on through and deliver her affliction
Bring to life her prediction,
That trust is a filthy lie wrapped  
in warped ties,  
Giving the illusion that it can actually be given...
 
Maybe this feared perdition is repercussion for all her sinning,  
Now grief has her winning,
at the.... idea......to...
retract into her rabbit hole...
Let her silence swallow her spirit whole,  
In hopes it regurgitates the memories of you....
And that dark night
That night that started with so many smiles and bright lights...
Liquor flowing, music glowing,  
Ringing beats of eager intellectual needs in her ear...  
 
Spiraling into an abyss of southern charm  
Predators all the while were lurking,
But them down south strangers meant her no harm...
 
Yea...
That was the trick...
 
Watching out for the wrong player!
While her own home team was racking up points on who can "play" her...
Foggy memories of things she wishes she could forget,
As she lay in and out of sleep,
unable to even be inept  
Full of fucking regrets...
On putting herself in the position,
that left her so vulnerable.::  
 
How is it her lifeless stupor can enrapture you so?  
Was her lively state too much for you?
Were you terrified of her aggressive soul..?
Or are you so cowardly,
You simply take what you can get?  
Wait for the right moment,  
To take advantage and let a few slip...
Make sure there's not a drop in the bottle left..
 
Disgust...is all she can feel when her mind is not preoccupied
Occupations causing obligations to keep this a secret....
Yet another to add to her list of burdens within...
Barricading their way into her happiness,
Daring to make her fake smiles lifeless,
As she is challenged to stare in your greedy face...
 
How she wished she had the power to erase,
Instead of memories being stuck on replay,
The conversation in which you justify your actions..
So matter of factly,  
Versatile and obscene...
acting like it was innocently predatory  
Daring to blame what you "thought" she "wanted"?.....
No reaction from her but soft snores,  
so you decide to take action and get more?
And that raises your attraction?  
Psychosis is your evaluation...
while PTSD is now her battle due to your sick infatuation  
 
You are poison...
Karma will bleed you of all she doesn't have the guts to do..
Samurai slice from your pituitary on through....
Have you feel the pain she endured...  
Waking up to your claws invading her
through non-consensual relations,  
Yet somehow you find it something that needs to be accepted?
Misread signals cause your justification...?
No matter how many smiles were given while she was conscious,  
The second she wasn't...
was where your actions need to lay on your conscience!
Right where trust was misplaced that you'd be gods given gentle-man,
Leaving her to rest in beauties time span...
 
Guess that was too much to ask...
 
You are lucky this is just a surface scratched  
To the terror in which she has endured in the past  
So she's built the strength to handle the aftermath...
 
Anger will subside,
Tears will dry
And she will mend her disappointment in yet another one of the devils eyes...
 
The universe will handle you on how she wishes to dispose...
 
Meanwhile....
 
She'll use the fuel to energize her pen...
with the musical pain of fickle self love.....
 
 
For now...she is done
 
Written by Lyrical_Aptitude
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