Save her soul

Adult language warning for all those who are underage or opposed to vulgarity.  Sorry it was necesary to convey the point I stand in awe, my flesh hot with frustration, my lips moist from his empty kiss, this deep, dark soul lives for empty kisses. Tears flow in the darkness, eyes shutting not to sleep, but to remember. I give myself to him...to them, today, but never forever. Sex is raw and pleasurable through the pain. Pain as my eyes open to an empty bed once again, pain for the sleezy hotel room he bought for me, pain as he enters my body, PAIN AS HE FUCKS ME! This cannot go on. I long for a touch.....a touch of sincerity....a touch so beautiful my body feels as if it is being played in a symphony. Words cannot express the anger I feel towards men. Their smug smiles as they lure you into their eyes, such deception a crime, an unforgivable crime. I am aching to learn of love, and yet I search in lust, AND THEN YOU!. Standing in my path of destruction as I peered onward, Stewing in your words of pain and emotion just as I. Connections so great I could not deny our bond....our desires. Living so distant you reassure me and I you of how right we must be together, how fate has brought us here. I would love to believe in your poetry and I dream of your existence in my world.....but the truth hurts! I AM ALONE! The stars capabilities are only so strong...and I may love you more then my own life, but I am denied simple touch. IRONY STRIKES AGAIN! Laying on my pillow at night hurts, waking up hurts, speaking hurts, living hurts. This world is cruel, and to escape through cheap boos and dirty sheets is comforting....maybe this is destiny! Praying for a sign to keep my hope of our words alive. I always dreamt I would be saved from my own cruel thoughts.....but this is reality, and you are too good to be true. The sweat drips down my breast as I enter this world I long to forget.....or is it a tear drop staining my numb nipples? Death is not only in the physical sense but ones emotions can die.....such a sad tale but so true. My feelings of hope are withering as days seem like a painful silent film. These feelings are not a lack of loyalty towards you, just a cry from a girl who desperately needs you! Written February 15th, 2002 © on Feb 15 2002 03:48 AM PST   0 • 1