Category : Adult

Sub Category : Pulp Fiction

There ain't no secret safe 
every bad night 
was
 preceded with a good day.
 As I lay awake
 totally dismayed
 all that comes to mind 
are the words I can never 
unhear you say 
It's strange 
That that phrase
or should I say 
                                   mistake
 that you made
 when you laid 
it all out in the open
 I was almost hopin 
that you would start 
*cough, cough*
 chokin 
I realized you weren't jokin..
 look down blunt still smokin 
another day gone
 still full of emotion.
 The sickness in my chest,
 quite a familiar notion.
 
Fighting 
the empty space between
 now
 and the cavalier ways that you used to see
                                            me...
I was clothed head to toe 
but naked
 you always 
percieved 
me. 
And naked I loved to be,
but only ever in the space that 
you told me I was
 free.
I laugh at that because you, you really made me believe.
Turns out it's easier to be a believer when you ignore the cages underneath. 
Skin deep hoping,
 my veins feel like cooperating.
 nodding out. 
Contemplating
 about the conversating that must happen. 
When you 
start invading 
start that playing.
I'm a fool for what you do to me.
I imagine you're polite
 so you lean in
 eyes locked.
 I'm eager to get lost 
(Fade to Black) 
Your fingertips start tracing the lines of my back.
We melt. 
Never will forget
 the chaotic stability that I felt.
      Help.
 They say I need it right..
But heaven is what I see when I close my eyes.
Looking past,
the minor side effects 
and when i stop breathing
Wondering..
If you had arms would you reach for me when feet start slipping?

You're perfect to me!

Cant you see it, I've created you. 
Your image so vivid now flooding my senses I'm so into you. 
Surround me 
Start to drown me.
Pleasantly,
The hesitation to fight back 
confusing me.
Subconsciously I'm letting go but the will to live is always consuming me. 
I wish you loved me
I had a dream once that you loved me.
Don't wake me 
In my mind is
 the only place see 
where the space doesn't seem to feel so empty.
Wish I wasn't losing track of time between now and the days that you would long to see me.
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