December 2011
1 post
November 2011
1 post
Painfully in love
Why does it have to be so hard? Why does it have to hurt so much? Why does loving you leave me so empty and bare? You drag me around and play with my head…I know you are not good for me…but I am drawn so deep. You know this and you play this. You only “love” me when I have something you need. Fullfill your desire to cure your lonliness or broken self esteem. You seem so...
July 2011
3 posts
your secret pleasure
You are not wounded…
You are not in pain…
Funny how you play on my emotions…
You know it kills me to see your pain…
But your pain is your pleasure…
To throw at me with false misery…
Your eyes are burdened…
Your glare is fierce with hurt…
Your words are toxic…
But most of all…
They are your helmet, shield, and sword…
Your...
over
I get so angry…
So mad at myself…
I wonder how I could be so foolish…
Again…
I did not see at first…
The pain deep inside…
I trusted…
Again…
Falling down is not easy.
After giving so much.
Feeling that high, and then the crash,
Makes that fall hard to stand.
I believed in you…
I believed in you…
Now I see…
You...
December 2010
5 posts
Don’t bend; don’t water it down; don’t try to make it logical; don’t edit your...
Sometimes that love is right in front of your eyes…
Dangerously so close you overlook…
The love that was forsaken and mistaken…
Misunderstood and rejected…
Yes that love was there all along!
October 2010
12 posts
Silly boy…..what do you want?
Are you ready for what you ask for?
Silly boy…don’t give what you cannot recieve…
Don’t take what you don’t want.
Come and play in my world!
August 2010
5 posts
July 2010
1 post
June 2010
36 posts
My heart breaks because I need to be free…
Sometimes I feel so alone and broken…
Sometimes I just want to retreat…
I have safety in my grip…
But happiness is out of reach…
TLusk 610
Your hand picked daisies…they are like diamonds to me.
Your careless glance my way…it is like sweet honey over my soul.
Your casual words of affection…they are like a beautiful love song.
Your meaningless exit…it is like my captivity into foolishness.
TLUSK 610
I am not an object…I am not your toy
I have feelings…I hurt and cry
Objects can be used and put away…
My heart is here to stay!
I will not be used and put away!!!!
Knowing how to express myself to you…in unbridled passion…with submission…with pure lust and love. Hurt me with love…love me hard.
Weakness is not… being submissive: Weakness is… not knowing how to submit. My lust is overwhelming and my body craves you.
~Tabatha
I am but a piece of clay
Unmolded and unperfect.
With the slightest touch,
An image of your reject.
I stand still and allow you,
A vision in your eyes.
To see what could become,
Of this clay you despise.
Ever-changing thoughts and minds,
Making me your desire.
To only fail and frustrate,
Hesitating the fire.
Of all the molds and changes,
Attempts made on me.
I have decided, this...