Why

i wrote this a while ago and forgot about it. then i decided to post it.

Why must he torment me
Day after day
In the most pleasurably horrid way?

He knows what he knows
And yet he still proceeds
With passion seemingly to my needs.

I cannot go back there,
Not after the past,
But undoubtedly this is what he asks.

Why must I refuse,
Though a horrid host,
that which my soul craves the most?

When his hands touch,
With  a moaning sigh,
His persuasive and forceful pleasures I must deny.

He knows what his actions cause
And in this he takes pride,
But with this mine subsides.

I can't let this happen
For not again
Can I endure the pain caused by him.

Author's Note

tell me what you think this is about then ill write you and tell you what it is really about. Trust me. it will shock you.

Reviews

[MorganBlair]

Once again, i read bits and pieces, but immidently started crying. you write about stuff i seem to be going through right now. That is a very good question..Why?
i ask myself that every single day, because its not fair what we go through for love..

[Dom]

This is a great poem. It was full of strong emotin. Awesome job! :)

[red_saphyre]

This is really entraping.... i couldnt stop reading it and didnt want it to be over.

Very well written.