Choices

Do you ever wish death was upon you?
     Yet you are not ill or feel sick.
Is the dread of what haunts you such burdon?
     That it's death in your mind that you seek.

For those who have passed of the cancer,
     Or many who's hearts stop of beat.
The agony fill their dear loved ones,
     It's memories and peace they do seek.

So when you have a dispair so consuming,
     That you feel it's your life you must take.
Remember of those without choices,
     Who would gladly have traded you place.

Like A Switch

Your Voice, Your Tone, Your Hands,

Your Eyes, Your Strength, Your Force,

Envision a lightswitch...

Flip me on, I will heat, sexy and aggresive.

Can you accept the gifts I have to offer?

Flip me off, I will cool, shutdown and harden.

Be cautious in leaving me too long untouched.

Under Your Power

Under your power.
Lips on my neck.
Hands on my ass.
Inhale your scent.
Teeth on my arm.
Legs wrapped around me.
Fingertips on my nipples.
Breath against my ear.
Wetness.
Hold me down.
Knife against my neck.
Sharp.
Harsh words of warning.
Fuck you.
Flipped over.
Pay for the fuck you comment.
Cock down my throat.
Eyes red and watering.
Choking.
Can't breath.
Too bad.
Had enough?
Guess not.
Ass red and warm now.
Crawl away.
Wheres my panties.
Pulled back by one boot.
Fucked hard.
Held tight.
Smiling
Still under your power.

One Way Ticket

You have now entered my world.

Lie back, accept the pleasures, desire more.

Because I dare say,

You won't be returning to yours.

Night Terror

Beasts that roam this place at night,
Lurking through shadows, out of light.
Take blood from those of weak and sick,
Promised eternity, though it's a trick.

And monsters pray on decaying flesh,
The minds of innocent, the young, the fresh.
In the black of night, of evil and lust
Under the bed, they turn to dust.

A small child wanders, under a sun,
So unaware, he's the chosen one.
His energy seeping, low across the plains,
Releasing said beasts, from ball and chain.

Deep carpet of green, the beasts they see,
Of grass and flowers, and honey bee.
The monsters they stop, turning up from their feast,
The scent of an enemy, the wicked beast.

Pure terror begins, the monsters attack,
Blood and flesh, as the beasts fight back.
The grass has vanished, the bee takes flight,
The sun has turned, as black as night.

The child screams, from the bed which he sleeps,
Visioning beasts, then monsters, awakes and weeps.
This memory he'll keep, buried deep within,
As nightmare will visit, tomorrow again.

Innocence Lost

Of earth and of light and of darkness,
Deep breaths of the prowler does wait. 

Small innocence skips home all unknowing,
Hinges creak as she closes front gate. 

And danger does not creep into minds eye,
As the door handle turns and locks click. 

For the beast and soon to be monster,
Creeps closer to innocents lips. 

A moments time and space passes,
Slower than eternities light. 

Horrifics the mind cannot fathom,
Lost innocence does not know of a flight. 

The memory of betrayal stays with thee,
A torment buried deep within the soul. 

Sound and or smell stirs the hauntings,
Visions of nose, mouth and eyes dark as coal. 

Now grown innocence stands before mirror,
Sees scars that are hidden deep within. 

Prayers to God and the Saints hasn't helped her,
She knows this act will be her last sin. 

For it's torture she feels daily within her,
That others cannot see or hear. 

Deep red is the blood flowing now from her,
She releases as sweet death does draw near. 

And family stands at the headstone,
Grieving as loved ones must do. 

Knowing the monster is among them,
Pray forgiveness because they all knew. 


Chaps~