You Tease me,
You Fake me out,
Your the woman of the world,
Your imagine that causes desire,
Then you fire grows,
It threatens to burn me from the inside out.
Your light is as dark as the night,
You make me feel anything but right.
What I need, you will not give,
I'm just a toy for your pleasure.
Worth nothing to you.
I can be such a fool,
I have allowed you to use me as a tool.
Authors Notes:
This poem is about several things. Lust, Desire, Loneliness, Feeling empty, and Ugly. It's about sin, and how it always leads me down an emotionally dark path. When in reality, what I really desire, I can't seem to get a hold of.
- G2G, Saturday July 31st, 2010
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