Poison in my veins (BoyxBoy)

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PUNCH

You know I hate to break it to you but this isn't doing any good.

PUNCH PUNCH

Beating your knuckles bloody doesn't fix anything.

PUNCH PUNCH

Remind me why you're doing this again?

PUNCH PUNCH PUNCH

Oh I see,you're gonna ignore me.Why?I didn't do anything wrong.

Pain spikes up my arms as I slam my fist into the punching bag,knuckles rubbed raw and bloody from how long I've been doing this.

My chests on fire,my heart beating so irregularly I could pass out now from exhaustion and the rate of it.

My angels upstairs asleep,passed out since last night and it's already 2pm the next day.

I've been down here since 6,the headache from how hard he gripped my hair still pounding hard through me.

I've been beating my hands bloody against this fucking punching bag all morning.

See,this is one reason why you COULDNT have sex with him,you'd go insane.

Please shut up.

No seriously,look at yourself.All you did was make out with him for awhile and give him a blowjob and look at what you've done to yourself.Beaten your hands bloody in anger.

Can you please shut up?

Why?Cause I'm right?

I groan and slam my fist harder into the bright red punching bag,color of blood so no one will see the traces I've left of myself.

Others have red blood while some have blue,rich or poor or a whole other species.

My blood runs thick and fast,black as a broken heart deep in my veins.

Black like my soul,black like my heart.

Black like all the sins and evil things I've done,black as the place I'm going when I die.

Black as tainted words,words I've said a million times to people I've hurt and others I haven't.

Black and evil,just like me.

I really hate when you feel sorry for yourself.You turn so poetic it drives me batty.

Well I have to feel sorry for me,no one else will.

You could always shape up and not be such a little bitch about everything.

Please,PLEASE GO AWAY.

Why?So you can continue feeling sorry for yourself?

Just leave me alone.

Why are you mad at me? IM not the one who gave him the blowjob,that was all you.You should have stopped like I told you to.

I already feel shitty enough so please,save the speech you have going.

But you really need to hear it.

I groan and slam my fist into the red bag again,knuckles crying out in pain as I ignore them and do it again.

Thing is my minds right,should have stopped before I went as far as I did and made it worse.

But I couldn't stop myself.

He tasted so good and the moans and whimpers he slipped out made me crave more,as much as I could take before my mind kicked in and made me feel guilty.