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keep bleeding
Mascara-blackened eyes stare down at bruised lips
my breath comes in ragged gasps, nails chipped and bloodied
with the story of your skin tingeing my hands crimson-pink
we’re not done yet!
I ache with repressed pain, enamoured with your mouth
the venom of your words like a bad trip embedded in my psyche
so close
I just
I just want to
reach out
and …
touch!
Heads connect; the crack of bones and noses conforming closeness
teeth sink though flesh – the groan that shudders through you
metallic and lingering, dribbling down my chin
just how I always wanted you
My hair loosens itself from my head in your clawed embrace
screams of ecstasy and hate lost in unspeaking tongues
my teeth, the new ring through your lip
bleeding your violence into me
Beaten and cracked, stripping flesh from our bones
fucked on the floor covered in “love”
my mouth forever finds yours to kiss and bleed
in the never ending addiction to this pain
And I’m dead, or dying, or trying to go
staring up at your blackened blue eyes willing you
to pull the trigger and end this torment
as you whisper, “kill me now”
And I never will.
© Indie Adams 2012
my breath comes in ragged gasps, nails chipped and bloodied
with the story of your skin tingeing my hands crimson-pink
we’re not done yet!
I ache with repressed pain, enamoured with your mouth
the venom of your words like a bad trip embedded in my psyche
so close
I just
I just want to
reach out
and …
touch!
Heads connect; the crack of bones and noses conforming closeness
teeth sink though flesh – the groan that shudders through you
metallic and lingering, dribbling down my chin
just how I always wanted you
My hair loosens itself from my head in your clawed embrace
screams of ecstasy and hate lost in unspeaking tongues
my teeth, the new ring through your lip
bleeding your violence into me
Beaten and cracked, stripping flesh from our bones
fucked on the floor covered in “love”
my mouth forever finds yours to kiss and bleed
in the never ending addiction to this pain
And I’m dead, or dying, or trying to go
staring up at your blackened blue eyes willing you
to pull the trigger and end this torment
as you whisper, “kill me now”
And I never will.
© Indie Adams 2012
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