Demonic Pleasure

My insecurities are longing to be caressed by your demonic touch--to feel your evil pleasure. Your condemned spirit brings my soul joy. Your darkest places allot for a search to find pure love.


To Hate

Hate is a feeling derived from within ones mind. No one is born knowing hate. Hate can be overcome--it was not here from the beginning. No emotion is instilled in us but love. From the beginning, we are loved and taught to love in ways that may be direct or indirect. Even when you tell yourself … Continue reading To Hate

Build me up just to break me down.

No matter how devoted and faithful I was, that was never enough for you. The pain of this does not even derive from your absence. This pain has occurred from the humiliation and destruction of my dignity that you have caused. You are the source of this. You had someone who was yours in front … Continue reading Build me up just to break me down.

You Show No Love

While you are out at night, I am at home rotting in my thoughts. You are out doing as you wish and I sit here thinking about you. I think about how I will get through this hard time you have brought upon me. You still have friends who think you are an amazing person. … Continue reading You Show No Love

For You, You Bastard

Thank you for always allowing me to feel like shit at the end of the day. Thank you for pushing me around and walking over me like I was just some source that fed and satisfied your prideful, oblivious mind. You have succeeded in becoming a terrible person. You should feel good about yourself now, … Continue reading For You, You Bastard