TORMENTED
This is what I meant
When I said you were killing me
I'm tormented by my own insanity
Over you
I am so tired
Of hurting
Of crying
Of longing
Of this, trying that insists
Of waiting
Of aching
Of wanting
Of this need that persists
To have you deep inside
To be at your mercy
To plead with you to ride
As I'm whimpering out your name
Forgetting to breathe
Hoping you won’t leave
Of feeling like I have no other
choice
Except to be scorched by your fire
Like a moth to a flame
Not being able to resist
The beauty hidden in death
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