when I'm breathing you in
does it phase you?
every moment I'm trying too hard
just to amaze you
I'm thinking of you now
mold into me
I'm blinded by your love
but pain is letting me see
your pleasure is thick
like steam in a sauna
a message from an angel from heaven
but you choose to ignore her
I'm alone on your bed
waiting..
not for your return
but for the bleeding to stop
the painful clots
discontinue the truth
its a slight mental relief
but otherwise
..otherwise..
the torture remains