Pain Felt Alive

I heard you panting, groaning,
but not with me.
With each kiss of his lips,
I remembered the dreams you stole.
You thought me fooled,
but secretly I knew.
The whispered phone calls,
staying late after work,
another man’s scent.
Yes, I knew…
but it was not you,
it was me.
Pain felt alive.

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Cold Inheritance

in the end you finally broke my heart

Balloon

A red speck fades where hands fell short

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Naïve Boy

I always believed life would be fair

Fierce Hunt

gave me a brief moment of rebirth

Deep Black Eyes

while my moist lips trembled

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Devils & Monsters

while they squandered their seed

Fed on Dirt

we knew neither compassion nor remorse

Balloon

A red speck fades where hands fell short