Lost in lust
Nighttime Crimes I wake to the sound of sobbing it is always me sobbing I awake to pain bruises and blood sheets tangled and I close my eyes tight hope that it is a nightmare not my reality but when I open my eyes there lays the body spent on my floor and then they come the images and sounds that torture me gripping me to where I cannot take a breath trapped in the scenes the blood lust over took me last night hard as I try they come to my song “Sweet taste I provide love, lust passion if you survive the night of lust tempt you I must please fill my lust my love lust “ they always follow me follow my sweet smell I let them touch the heat dripping from …