What I Want
By DarkHeart
I want to crush your lungs with every
Breath you take, my knees digging
Into your chest, suffocating you.
I want to turn your honey sweet,
Beautiful luscious red lips into
The color of dying purple.
I want to witness your happy smile turn
Sour, twist your sunshine filled world
Into black agony. The grimace on
Your face from the knife in your back
Gets me exited, keeps me pushing
Harder into you. I want to be the reason
You cry for help as you take that knife
Into your wrist. I want to hear you
Scream my name an octave
Higher everytime I take you for
My own, every time you take me
Into you I want to hear you scream my
Name an octave higher in every
Language you know, until I engrave
Myself into your skin with that
White hot branding iron
I want to see your bright brown, green
Blue eyes drown your face in salty torment
I want to drown your face in my warm salty
Torment. I want to get inside your head so
I can watch myself make you cry, and watch
You run back to me when I make you bleed.
I want to see your moonlight shaded skin
Covered in crimson, I want to watch your
Naked body drip with our blood. Mine and
Yours. A pool of blood forming at your naked
Feet, glistening red blod reflecting images
Of your Naked body soaking wet. I want
To be the reason you walk away from
Everyone around you. I want to be the reason
Your panties drip with your pussy juices.
I want to be your obsession.
I will be the reason your knees shake
Your legs tremble, I will be the reason
Your sore in the morning. I will watch
Blood seep out your pussy when I take
Your cherry, and make you mine.
I will watch as you close your eyes
Bite your lip, scream my name
Bite my neck in extasy.
Feeling your tight cunt
spasm, spasm, spasm
Around my rock hard cock
Covering my dick in your sweet
Pussy juices and your crimson blood.
I want to make you laugh
I want to make you smile
I want to make you cry and bleed
I want to make you run
I want to make you hide
I want to make you feel
Scared when I'm not with you
I want to be your hate
I want to be your lust
I want to be your longing
I will be your love
I want to be your depression
I want to be your angst
I want to be your anger
I will be your obsession
Comments on "What I Want"
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On Saturday, February 9, 2008, Syringe
(51) wrote:
You want to be her beloved and at the same time her despair. I can absolutely relate. Love/Lust is rather insane in the most honest way
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On Sunday, April 23, 2006, elisa
(1595) wrote:
i feel the rise of ... passionate aggression here .........pry my eyes wide open before you slit my throat........ i could trace the blood in these words with the tip of my tongue..... oh my....
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On Sunday, April 23, 2006, elisa
(1595) wrote:
....arousing inspiration, indeed.