Poetry

Ode To The Brutality Above Me

I tried to run to refreshment
Only to be caught by you
And thrown back
To where I started
Here
Under you
Not physically
But your mercy
Trapped
I’m afraid
I always have been
I will not let you see
My inner self
A wild
Caged
Animal
The water looks good
I want to drink
You know I do
You deprive me
So much
I slowly slide
Down
And down
To sit
In the puddle
The razor blade
An escape
From you
From the Hell
You create
I wish myself
Away to Heaven
Only to arrive
Back in Hell
Please
Please don’t do that again
Please don’t blast the water
I’ll listen to you now
Through my chills and cold
I’ll listen
You want to make love to me
I don’t want you to
I haven’t for a long time
You get what you paid for
Touch me
Fuck me
Leave me
I want the last
And I sob
I can’t have the last
You tell me to shut up
I shut up
You complain
There’s a default in your sex toy
Take me back to the shop
Do me a favor
For once
If I respond
You go all night
It hurts
So much
I gave up
A long time ago
On faking orgasms
Because you somehow tell
The difference
I close my eyes
When you have me
And distance myself
To Heaven
Where you don’t bring that up
Again
I had that affair
Years back
You bring that up
Over
And over
Again
You’re probably fucking hookers
Hypocrite
Like you were depressed
When I was with him
You would’ve been furious
Not destroyed
But then We don’t know each other
Anymore
Did we ever?
Move your fingers
Don’t stroke me now
You hold the razor now
And you don’t seem
To understand
Why I smile.

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