Title: Lust
A forbidden thought.
Shoved to the back of your mind.
You bury it deep, into the ground.
They shame you for natural thought and actions.
You bury your head into your pillow.
As deep as you buried the thoughts.
Its taste is sweet like a golden syrup.
Its touch, warm and gentle slowly turning rough.
The pleasure envelopes you, like the blankets did a child; hiding you from the monsters.
It whispers sweet nothings into your ear.
Only the things you wished a real human could tell you.
Its hold is possessive.
But God, this is the best feeling.
Slowly things get better and better till-
Beep, Beep, Beep.
Your alarm.
Sitting up you once again prepare to bury the thoughts once again.
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Poems?...
PoetryJust some edgy poems, and just random thoughts. I'll update when I want. Yeah, or you can ask me questions. So...yeah. Enjoy? ALSO WARNING ⚠️⚠️ some of these may contain some subjects that may trigger or make some people uncomfortable (ex. Self harm...
