Addict

I’m screaming
“speak to me”
But you’re an addict
to the suffering
You walk out
thinking I was nothing
like, I’m nothing to you
thinking you used me, so I’m
nothing to you
What can I do?
You love it when I’m
chasing you.
I’m such a fool
running after you
Screaming at you
to “speak to me”
But you’re an addict to
the suffering
You walk out,
like I was nothing..

©AKD

 

3some

She loves
with her lips on his
and I in the middle,
caressing my imagination
playing both worlds.
I can’t say that my mind wasn’t
stimulated
His body on hers was like
sex without the penetration,
Foreplay with no initiation
Whispering wet thoughts,
feelings dripping out as the
sounds elevated
I’m elevating,
but it’s suffocating
knowing that I’m
getting sucked in
a love triangle.

©AKD

 

Misfit

I am what you

call a “misfit”

Everywhere I go

I don’t fit in

with anyone or anything

Even to those closest to

me, there’s a piece that doesn’t

seems to connect.

Do I not fit in with the rest

or maybe I don’t fit in with

normality?

It could be why I enjoy my time alone..

rather then a reformed group.

It could be why I always feel misunderstood,

because I don’t understand the “normal”

I’m not normal

Maybe that’s why I always feel isolated

I just can’t be friends

with society, even when I try so hard

to connect.

I am what you call a “misfit”

©AKD