Quite often I find myself in the darkness
Staring at the four walls
I speak to them
But they never talk back
They watch me as I bring someone home everyday
Laughing at me as they watch me give my body
As he cums filling my void I feel whole
I cum
He goes
I get dressed
And again
Alone.
I'm left with the darkness and the four walls
I'm left with the emptiness because once he cums and goes what am I left with?
Solitude.
I turn to the booze as he begins to just ooze out of me
I'm trying to fill myself again with liquor
Sometimes I think maybe I need a bitch so I can lick her
Something to numb some more
Then I finish the bottle
Empty,
Alone,
Again.
•neoseoul
