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.
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Author:
kitty the naughty poet (
Offline) - Published: January 8th, 2022 01:45
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Comments3
Your own worst enemy but still able to turn the piece around to capture the sensual nature of your poetry 💞
Thanks 😊
I was wondering where that girl went to. She does scrub up well, mind you.
Bound for life, but obviously not bound well enough.
lol
Hello Kitty - that you in the pic?! heehee.
hahaha kitty looks how you want her too shes all in your imagination lol
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