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Click herei need a life
taking your time
it's so confusing being alive
so many different ways to turn
feelings, ambitions, dreams
are all where i sit and burn
with everything on the inside
it's easy to sit and hide
but i'm tired of this game
it's beginning to feel lame
and a waste of my most precious
life and time
feeling complete is what i seek
a fleeting reminder that i have a place
which is not carved in stone of misery
unescapable suffering, lacking harmony
when there is nothing to lose
there is everything to gain
when you have something to lose
you must protect it
but it only slips through my grip
the more i grasp, the faster it falls
what would it feel like to be loved?
not found, fucked and dropped
but to complete the circle of existence
when i can feel free to experiment
with this thing called experience
currently, i'm stuck
fucked without a way to turn
except inward
where i can only do myself harm
then outward
where i can only do myself harm
how much do you value humanity
when we can walk down the street in tears
and except for nobody will stop
but one looking for advantage in fears
how much can i care
working for a society that has abandoned me
left by the wayside for listening to a truth
that voice that speaks to only me
and few others
but all can hear
finding a place to fill
with myself
an ever growing need
throbbing pulsing greed
i want to take, to rape
discard aside as that's all i've ever seen
it's all i've ever been
is an object of pleasure
my power is desire
all i can do is draw closer
all they do is pull away
except those who are easy prey
this erection is a waste
ouch, raw. Hard to say "I like it" to poems this painful. One thing, upon reading this and your last poem, I noticed the use of rhyme is more natural and unobtrusive, but there were a few in here that made me cringe, thinking, "you do not need this" In a poem hard hitting like thins one, rhyme that is "forced" sticks out, and if it does, I suggest cut it off. Just my opinion of course.