THE THIRST FOR TEARS


I made this decision.
Now let these demons guide me.
What a beauty you are.
Covered with the finest skin.

Should I tie her up? 
She has no power anyways. 
And she is going to like me in her, I guess.

He was deaf to my plea,
Focused on making the meal I was about to be. 
Stripped me off my innocence,
And always came for more.

I owe you nothing,
Nor your procreators.
Is my pain your gain?
My tears or my fears?
Now please let me go.
I cried,
But he always came for more.

Your body, my satisfaction. 
Your tears, my salvation. 
Little do you know how much l've longed for this; 
but only like a coward from afar.

I'll have you whenever I want,
I'll thrust my fingers however I want; 
No one is around to save you.
Your screams wont save you either;
And these walls are speechless.
So save your strength for more of my raw demons.

I guess it's doomsday,
My eyes clapping faintly,
My end knocking on the door,
And willingly I opened.
Walking out of my body,
Eased from the pain he gave,
Free from being tomorrow's dinner.
But he was left with impunity,
And even in death, I cried.
At least now I'm saved,
Only to rest.

Silence overwhelmed her soul. 
But these urges swallowed me into her sweet sole till my body-wet and drip. 

Bang! 
Shattered glass on the floor; her head bleeding. 
She might want to play dead to expose me. 
End; shall your soul be, finally. 
Murder committed, 
No one sees me.

Toke bleeding pen as the victim
Gemini Pride as the Rapist

©Gemini Pride
Tokebleeding Pen

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