Mooshu

Indira The loneliness engulfs my heart slowly Dead silence not pierced by my screams Is resolution a possibility? Or is my mind shriveling up like a grape in the sun? Rapidly losing what minuscule faith I have in reserve Reality of wickedness sets in No change to call an uncaring soul The tongue of irony licking my face A rhythmic dance of my tail twitching Thumping and grinding between my legs Repeatedly raped by the overwhelming knowledge            As I dance in the fountain of wrong Your blood-red desolate eyes see me as a succubus Jaded by your misery and misfortune Feeling the lash of your torturous whip

Pain Stinging pain is just shooting throughout my body Every atom in my body wants to explode Eyes reddened with hate, fear, and sorrow Never knowing what to expect from the world The noise of labor banging away inside this body Only makes the longing more intense The longing to be one with thyself and realize one's true worth The fear keeps growing and growing inside, not knowing if further           expansion will result in catrostophy Gnawing away at my soul..tapping my veins dry Suckling...like  a damn pig Wishing for this repetitious chain to break For the bond to release my  trapped emotions           can only