Monster in My Own Dreams

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Just the parts of ourselves we feel forced to hide away...
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"Probably good you cannot look at the thoughts in my head.
The tears you would shed if you were tied to my bed!

I'm the monster in my own dreams.
Warped perspective where not everything
is remotely as it seems.

Maybe if things in the "real world" were okay my mind wouldn't have to process this trash. Evil influencers speaking of selfless virtue while only caring about prestige,power,and cash!

When I'm awake society refuses to let me be a man.
Even my entertainment is laced with divisive politics
and shaming language in the same way our energy drinks
are FDA approved despite being poison in a can!

They say I'm no longer the modern audience they are catering to.
Yet as smug and self assured as their faces are they cannot
recoup all the money that they blew!

Fan service and artistic beauty forbidden in this woke-neo-puritan-post-modernist-hell. Glad my imagination can make my own escapism so I don't have to buy the crap they sell!

Enter night and out goes the light.......
Going to fuck my fantasy fuck-slut in
her guts so warm,deep,and tight!

You can say it's perverse or wrong but it feels so right!
Admit it,women like a forceful hand and a bit of a fright!

In the inky blackness of my subconscious I glow like a wayward torch.
Looking like a burning ghost whilst railing a manifestation of my lusts
on a creaking porch!

What if I confessed she had your face?
What if it was "you" caught in my rough embrace?

If you did not read this you would never even know.......
Because in my waking hours I lock it all away and on
my face it doesn't even show.

I don't want to hurt anyone else or inconvenience them with my suppressed twisted desires. Yet we both know when we dream we are stars that shine in the abyss with the intensity of our inner fires!"

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