The Depression Expression

Sexy time

He pulled me down
Went to town
And boy was he an hound.

He grabbed me by the hair
And threw me simply against the chair
And it that moment I simply knew I was going to let him enter my lair.

He coarse tan hands grabbed me rough
As he told me I was tough
And I always knew that response was enough.
Enough for what I knew to come.

And in that moment as his lips grew puckered
And as my luck grew tuckered
I knew I would always be suckered

By him
By an boy named Jim
An a boy named Tim
And maybe by an girl named Kim
That like the game The Sims
I would always be played by on whim...

The hand came down.
Like glass shattering against a pound.
Against my bare land.

The pleasure and pain hurt so much
And as such
It would always be sexy time
When his touch came close to my crutch

"Come" he mocked,
As he socked
Me in the eye
As the know that I would be one who would always tell a lie.

That it is sexy time
And the arrow on the clock speed signaled
My time in a rush

Come he said
As he lead me to the room
The deaths and desires crept in his tomb
That he told me that sexy time would be over soon...

The thrust soon came first
The first soon began to hurt
As he was Kurt
And I was alert

That sexy time would be over soon
And I would soon see the moon

The tears came second
As the heartbreak began to beckon

As he left
And sent me adrift
Over an lovely cliff

That sexy time
Was over
And so has this poetic rhyme