Hope |
I lay here motionless & Eyes focused, as if to create a sanctuary from within the darknessMy mind wandering & searching for my redeemer & strugglingTears that burn, evidence of the venomous poison boi...
Posted by Kaela on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST |
Casualty |
The risk becomes too great
When you begin to notice scars that you cannot explain
When there is no longer a moral to your misfortune
When you have become & your disfigurement
Abandoning your...
Posted by Kaela on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST |
Emptiness |
The vacant heart,
Dried and cracked
Parched
Once so ripe,
Brimming with its sweet nectar
Glutinous she became,
Full of expectation
Drinking her fill, reveling in its certainty
...
Posted by Kaela on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST |
to the one who leaves me wanting more |
He reviles me
Fist entwined tresses, like a lead
He guides me by the nape of my neck
Slowly gently directing my gaze to his
He draws me in, once again
Glassy eyed filled with anticipatio...
Posted by Kaela on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST |
for my sadist |
When I delight
In entertaining your bitter reprisal ... Eagerly receiving your assault
Like a infant to the breast hungrily slurping milk
Full &
Your vengeance it trickles down my chin & w...
Posted by Kaela on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST |
Inspired from the question "do you rember your first time? " |
By the age of 11 or 12 the responsibility had just become too great.
For me to continue to care for this fragile secret part any longer would quite simply hold me back.
Vulnerability can b...
Posted by Kaela on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST |
