Wednesday, February 27, 2013

Goodbye and Godbless.

It feels like you're trying to suppress me.
Your facial expressions used to impress me,
You depress me.

Look at this mess I'm in.
I feel like I'm festering,
Thoughts of you are just pestering.

Go on undress.
You're useless,
When I'm not under duress.

I confess,
You're the mess.
Goodbye and God bless.

Festering, Pestering, Mess.
Goodbye and God bless.

Your artificial fingers wrap around my neck,
I feel your muscles begin to flex.
My mind is starting to depress.

At times you are my Goddess,
other times you turn into ancient succubus.
Haunting my dreams, cold sweat drenched sheets.











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