deepundergroundpoetry.com
Mind Fuck
Eyes glistening,
like a exploding star.
Your name echoes,
near and far.
"Ouch"
You smirk.
I shudder as,
your mind goes to work.
"Let us bring up,
the pretty pictures.
You try to forget.
Please, do not regret
His hands on you,
the pain you felt.
Every bruise.
They all help."
Me-
Not you.
You squrim,
and try to move.
I squeese my eyes shut,
I cant let you win.
Cant let them erupt,
with tears and fear.
Damn I slipped,
and let one drip.
The moisture slids down,
and you make a sound.
Your tears,
your christalised fear.
Make me hard.
This is why I try.
I push you down,
apon the floor.
Your body trembels,
and mine roars.
A wimper excapes,
as I hit the ground.
Pleading for you to stop,
with my pathetic sound.
"Not again"
I adiubly plead.
You smirk,you feel hard.
As you grind against me.
Your seething fear,
pain,
and distress.
Its making me a mental mess.
My body craves,
I cannot repress.
with each tear,
wimper, and plea.
I want you.
To see you,
battered and bruised.
To feel myself inside of you.
"Stop!" I scream,,
as you tare my clothes from me.
A swift fist hits,
injecting memories.
You do not stop,
my body leaks.
Blood and tears,
mixing with my pool of fear.
I thrust into your opening.
Pushing fast,
no self controll.
Because I know this wont last.
Tareing hard.
Pushing deep.
I cum into you,
as you scream.
Clawing at you,
trying to get you out.
My mind filling,
with too many memories...
"I thought you loved me"
"I hate you...."
"Say you want me"
I give up.
I scream.
Too much.
I go limp
I black out,
it dosent make a diffrance.
Pulling out.
Looking down.
Her body retreats,
curling at my feet
Could call it pathetic,
but she has strength.
She only gives up,
when it comes to me.
Tho it must be hard,
to beat your worst enemy.
When you and him are one,
and refur to each other as me.
like a exploding star.
Your name echoes,
near and far.
"Ouch"
You smirk.
I shudder as,
your mind goes to work.
"Let us bring up,
the pretty pictures.
You try to forget.
Please, do not regret
His hands on you,
the pain you felt.
Every bruise.
They all help."
Me-
Not you.
You squrim,
and try to move.
I squeese my eyes shut,
I cant let you win.
Cant let them erupt,
with tears and fear.
Damn I slipped,
and let one drip.
The moisture slids down,
and you make a sound.
Your tears,
your christalised fear.
Make me hard.
This is why I try.
I push you down,
apon the floor.
Your body trembels,
and mine roars.
A wimper excapes,
as I hit the ground.
Pleading for you to stop,
with my pathetic sound.
"Not again"
I adiubly plead.
You smirk,you feel hard.
As you grind against me.
Your seething fear,
pain,
and distress.
Its making me a mental mess.
My body craves,
I cannot repress.
with each tear,
wimper, and plea.
I want you.
To see you,
battered and bruised.
To feel myself inside of you.
"Stop!" I scream,,
as you tare my clothes from me.
A swift fist hits,
injecting memories.
You do not stop,
my body leaks.
Blood and tears,
mixing with my pool of fear.
I thrust into your opening.
Pushing fast,
no self controll.
Because I know this wont last.
Tareing hard.
Pushing deep.
I cum into you,
as you scream.
Clawing at you,
trying to get you out.
My mind filling,
with too many memories...
"I thought you loved me"
"I hate you...."
"Say you want me"
I give up.
I scream.
Too much.
I go limp
I black out,
it dosent make a diffrance.
Pulling out.
Looking down.
Her body retreats,
curling at my feet
Could call it pathetic,
but she has strength.
She only gives up,
when it comes to me.
Tho it must be hard,
to beat your worst enemy.
When you and him are one,
and refur to each other as me.
All writing remains the property of the author. Don't use it for any purpose without their permission.
likes 2
reading list entries 1
comments 4
reads 2066
Commenting Preference:
The author encourages honest critique.