dirty bradstreet

torture

they say
we locked
the door
but we
did not
they say
people that
respect themselves
don't misbehave
in any way
shape or form
did they
ever think
that maybe
we are not
as innocent
as they think
we are that
we're our own
people that we
don't respect
each other
the way other
pairs do that
forbidding things
makes us want
to do them
more or that
we may have
desires over
which we have
no control that
need to be
fulfilled and
that can only be
so by the
real experience
never by dreaming
'by words, or pictures
on a screen, are
we to forever
sit and moan and
cry out of sadness
and dissatisfaction
hell to the no
the hellish
angel cries
from deep
within my
wretched torn
bruised soul
but hell yes
the decontaminated
demons cry out
of despair and
disappointment but
be damned you
must hold back
on all desires
had but forbidden
to be filled
until you are
withered and old
and can no longer
remember anything
new or old and
ever so close
to turning to
dust and fleeing
the face of
the earth
you must endure
the tortures that
come with life
which are never
ending and ever
growing more
and more
tortuous