Whispers
By JingaBelle
a little voice from deep within
whispers i'm your only friend
he purrs he loves me
wants to take care of me
i cuddle in his massive arms
seeking warmth in his charms
it only lasts a few minutes or so
as his laughter begins to grow
i have you now you're mine
i will have you til the end of time
i tell him to go away
cant hear a thing he has to say
his laughter eats me fully
and so i whimper softly
day after day he is in my head
even with me when i go to bed
i learn to live with his wicked thots
that turn my stomach into knots
then one day i feel a pain
he comes up covering like the rain
he pushes me to the edge
pins me in like a wedge
tickles, tortures, fills me
evil thots wont let me be
i feel i may i just might burst
hurt myself to quench the thirst
i try to stop and say no
fight feelings that only grow
if i can just cut a bit
maybe the pain would be smit
i open me up just an inch
maybe he'll leave when he feels the pinch
oozing freely i watch him slip and slide
right back in with ebb and tide
Comments on "Whispers"
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A former member wrote:
The pain is so vivid in this poem, remarkable work!
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On Saturday, December 12, 2009, JingaBelle
(19) wrote:
Thank you. I hate to comment too much about the process of writing it. I kind of think saying too much takes away from it.