The noose around your neck tightens
every time you're held.
You search his lips for hours,
trying to fill a hunger that can't be quelled.
You've slipped upurself into a trap,
one you can't escape.
He'll take away your time, your innocence,
Forging a future that wasn't his to shape.
You'll try to run once you've seen his ways
But it's too late; you're already the prey.
He'll pull you back in, you won't resist,
He'll keep you to forever stay
Your soul is a game to him, your heart as well,
your body a slave to his will.
And when he's all done playing,
he'll creep in slowly for the kill.
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Thoughts as Poetry
PoetryThis collection of my poems expresses my emotions-loneliness, pain, joy. They also tell stories-regret, conquering ignorance, what one will become. They are my fleeting thoughts, captured in verses. Thoughts as Poetry.
