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Part I: Obsession



Before I came to you, I saw they put you on the news
You looked pretty good in the picture that they used
They showed you healthy, without a mark upon your skin
You had a light in your eyes followed by that impish grin

Come now, don't struggle against my strength
I made sure the chain you wear had proper length
Show me that smile, I said to bare that fucking grin
You may fight me now but you'll learn to just give in

I love the way your hair shines in the morning light
The softness of you skin as I grip your arm too tight
Oh please don't cry, it only makes me hurt you more
You better thank me now before I knock you to the floor

I can brush your lovely hair as we wait for night to come
We both know if I unchain you that you'll only try to run
One day you will love me but until then stop those tears
I can be your best friend or the monster that you fear

Only in the movies have I witnessed so much fire
But all of your struggle only feeds my desires
Killing you isn't what I initially intended
But trying to escape really makes me feel offended

I've fed you and bathed you and gave you my love
I thought if I bought you things, this would be enough
Still you'd rather lay there weeping in a crumpled pile
Or think you will find a way out, stop all this denial

I had hoped you could love me and we could be together
Planned our entire lives, reaching out into forever
But so far, you won't back down from trying to escape
I'm getting rather tired of all this fighting as of late

Should I forget to feed you for a couple days?
I'm sure I can break that spirit in so many ways
Oh the fear, I see it running in tears from your eyes
I guess you can see it's truth I speak, not lies

No more can I resist and so I lean forward with a kiss
Only to jerk away, bleeding from my bitten lip
The slap resounds so loudly throughout the silent room
My eyes have clouded over with images of violent doom

Oh you stupid cow, how dare you make me bleed
I should break every bone for what you did to me
What a waste that would be, what a fucking mess
But how am I to forgive you with my blood upon your dress?

Don't think that I'm enjoying this, okay maybe I am
But I can't take the blame when you keep forcing my hand
Baby, if you want to live, learn to live with me
Once you get past the chains it will be easy

Now let me change your clothes and fix your lovely hair
If you would just stop fighting, you might find me rather fair
I knew you were the one for me with only that first glance
I could make you happy if you would just give me the chance
Written by SickSanityJenn (Esoteric)
Published | Edited 24th Feb 2014
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