Self Destruction

Self Destruction 

She spins in my mind

Teasing

Stinging fiery red

Her flesh never to be anyone’s

I know I am not bound

Yet each time I turn to run

Her pale blue eyes pull me back

And I beg

I beg her to hurt me

I don’t want a soft touch

But teeth that rough my surfaces

Lips that are unforgiving

I want to be afraid

And hungry

All at the same time

As she explores neglected skin

I lose any sanity I had

Easily doing as she commands

Promising to never leave

To always worship her

I desperately agree

Knowing

Deep down

Beneath the rage of lust

The moment she tires

Of fucking

me

or with

my heart

I shall fade

To yesterday

And faint memories

By
Thomas Aiden