Downfall

kitty the naughty poet

I am my own nemesis,

a slave to desires shackled to life,

life lived inside depression

laced in passionate torment

body drowning with minds downfall

seeps starving in deviant thoughts

contains the longing for pain

insurance of sinful ways spent

mind revelling in bodies downfall

given helplessly by your hands

mystery words and all your comments

sliding the knife down my own spine

cutting deep splattering despair

while craving the touch of fingertips

around the throat, constricting breath

bound to tortures treasures

inescapable from sorrows placement

never wanted to leave you in my downfall

but I'm my own worst enemy.

  • Author: kitty the naughty poet (Offline Offline)
  • Published: January 8th, 2022 01:45
  • Category: Unclassified
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  • woundedheart

    Your own worst enemy but still able to turn the piece around to capture the sensual nature of your poetry 💞

  • Paul Bell

    I was wondering where that girl went to. She does scrub up well, mind you.
    Bound for life, but obviously not bound well enough.

  • orchidee

    Hello Kitty - that you in the pic?! heehee.

    • kitty the naughty poet

      hahaha kitty looks how you want her too shes all in your imagination lol



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