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Suite 269
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Текст книги "Suite 269"


Автор книги: Christine Zolendz



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Something Extra

Sometimes I want to get lost in words. I want to see how beautiful and brutal things are through the eyes of a poet. I love to listen to the music of the words and feel how each poet bends and manipulates my emotions. Recently I’ve come across such treasures and I wanted to share them with you…

Burn

In my hell

I silently scream.

This nightmare is alive,

Feels like a dream.

In harmony we sing,

My demons and I.

A chorus so lonesome

The Angels break down and cry.

The lyrics do burn,

Setting fire to my soul.

Destroying from within,

Making me whole.

From ashes I came

To ashes, I'll return.

But tonight I'm content

To sit here and burn.

Slowly dying inside,

Never felt more alive.

It's here I am home,

It’s here I can thrive.

Tormented and harassed,

Ablaze head to toe.

The remnants of us,

Love’s tender throe.

The flames become embers

Sparkling in the night.

Though all is consumed,

No wrongs were made right.

Despair's soft, gentle breeze

Soothes all the pain.

Igniting once more

The furnace of shame.

Infernos of agony

Bind me like chains.

Roaring out of control,

Until nothing remains.

© 2015 C.b. Roberts 

Excerpt From The Hell Within Me by C.b. Roberts

imprisoning me

this confusion is confusing me

chaos breeding insanity

what is real and what is fake?

how much madness can one take?

in broad daylight, i can see the north star

i look right at you, but don't know who you are

i'm naming all the hairs, on the top of my head

confusion ensues, because i've named them all fred

i roller skate in the living room, on the carpeted floor

may sound a bit eccentric, but i'm never a bore

i play hopscotch on my bed, late into the night

with little bo peep and rainbow brite

i try to sleep, as the darkness falls

but i'm still standing, against padded walls

i struggle and struggle, against my restraints

he'll be coming soon, and it's almost too late

i gnaw at the straps, bang my head on the floor

terror engulfs, as i stare at the door

the locks fall away, because i held the key

i've always been the one, imprisoning me

©2015 Xtina Marie

you– i own

i'll be naughty, take me over your knee

i’d like nothing more, than for you to spank me

i like it mean, call me a bitch

i’ll be here, to scratch your itch

tie me up, gag my lips

push me down, and grab my hips

from behind, take me fast

hard and heavy, make it last

slap my ass, make me yelp

there’s no safe word, that will help

i’m gagged and bound, on the floor

don’t stop now, i want more

by the arm, you pull me up

grab my hair, and make me suck

i do exactly, what you say

no more spankings, if i don't obey

i want it all, inch by inch

call me names, i’m your bitch

i feel you shutter, and start to groan

for the moment, you– i own

©2015 Xtina Marie


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