… Again

Here she stands, at the beginning again, no one wants to defend. She can’t reach the end.

Here she stands, hearts are broken again, impossible to mend, she can’t call her friends.

All alone, backs turned to her, they whisper as she walks by.

All alone, no one to sit and listen, they don’t believe she really wanted to try.

Here she stands, at the beginning again, she can’t pretend.

She doesn’t fit the trend.

Here she stands at the beginning again, all alone again

she can’t reach the end.

 

The End

My body trembles, shocks of electricity running through my veins.

Tears blind my eyes.

My heart cries for what it cannot have.

My soul screams as I bleed blackness into my empty stomach.

Thorns inside of me, the pain makes me numb.

I feel the twitches in my head as thoughts work away, eating at my brain.

Silence embraces me, fills my mouth. Weights pull me down.

The face of time stares into my eyes, waiting… it stops.

‘Tis the end.

Thoughts

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There is an agitative tension building up inside of me. My nerves unhinged, my heartbeat rapid. I can’t seem to pull my mind away from thoughts of him. His voice lingers in my ears long after he’s gone. Whispering desires that flow like blood through my veins. The cravings grow strong, like a wild animal that has gone days without prey. Every time he is near my body reaches out for him,begging for his touch, longing for his hands to wander like they do. I can’t help the overwhelming urge I have to please him and fulfill his every need, to be under his control, his possession. My body is a temple, i entrust it to you. My soul, your prisoner. Ask of me and I shall do.

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His head is constantly spinning, his mind drowning in thoughts. Why does it seem like the emotions of everyone in the world is constantly resting upon his shoulders, he can’t escape it. Perhaps if he were cruel & burdened with a cold heart it would be easier to forget them without being concerned about injury he may have caused. How did they even get upon his shoulders in the first place? It’s as if he is a magnet. they fed off of his energy, like leeches, constantly draining him of the blood that keeps him alive.