“Making me high, making me whole”…

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Up against the wall…
In a cheap hotel room…

Senses all blurred…
Intoxicated by perfume…

Sugar lips kissing…
Tongues mingle and play…

The Devil has infected…
Is what they will say…

Underwear falling…
Revealing naked skin…

Sweat begins to glisten…
Exploring deep within…

Thrown around like ragdolls…
In a frenzied attack…

A moment of abandon…
Nails assault his back…

The bed offers comfort…
As their actions intensify…

He moves down her body…
Probes between her thighs…

She whispers and moans…
Lets out a scream…

Is this really happening…
Or is this just a dream…

They met in the bar…
Never asked for a name…

They’ll part in the morning…
They’ll hide any shame…

And live with this memory…
Mixed up with guilt…

Remembering the feelings…
As her orgasm built…

In that very moment…
Realities were traded…

Distraction took hold…
And the real world faded…

Two sinners colliding…
Getting off on the danger…

Addicted to the thrill…
Of sex with a stranger…

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“The sound of loneliness turned up to ten”…

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This is my life,
my own private hell…

A fucked up misfit,
in a mental prison cell…

Trying so hard,
to please everyone…

Just to be liked,
to be someone’s Sun…

In a cold cruel world,
amidst so much pain…

Never getting it right,
always trying to explain…

Leaving me drained,
bitter and twisted…

Wishing to end it,
like I never existed…

As no one would care,
if I just disappeared…

No one would notice,
if the desk was cleared…

And from this moment,
I dropped off the radar…

Life would go on,
just without my scars…

Where someone else,
would take my place…

Another faceless number,
so easy to replace…

And totally forgotten,
in the blink of an eye…

So maybe now’s the time,
to simply say goodbye…

A final farewell,
to the silent herds…

Leave them a message,
in actions, not words…

As this is my life and
I can no longer take it…

Sick of my imperfections,
sick of being a misfit…

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“You can hang out with all of his friends”…

It is strange to think that this blog is still written very much in secret. Something that started out as a distraction, a place to come and vent whilst the world around me fell apart.

Whilst a couple of people in my life have read some bits here and there, those are people I trust immensely and they are the exception to my rules.

This blog and its rambles have become and remain a place that I can escape to without fear of being judged or condemned.

A tiny oasis in my life that I will never take for granted and a place that I get inspired by on a daily basis.

To this end, this ramble is just to highlight a few of you strangers out there, which I admire and appreciate.

I read as and “like” as much as I can in-between real life and writing, but I can’t get round all my followers – of which I am humbled to say there are far too many strangers out there subjected to my words.

There may be more reading, I don’t know, but I would like to point you in the direction of the following blogs and I hope you find a connection there too – I am not very good at “this kind of thing”, so I apologise for the lack of “this kind of thing” and these are in no order:

http://emma1951.wordpress.com

http://justme792.wordpress.com

http://stevehi312.wordpress.com

http://busymindthinking.com/

http://po3tic.com

http://chattyowl.com

http://greeneyedchess.wordpress.com

http://canuslupus420.wordpress.com

http://randomblurting.wordpress.com

http://heartafire.wordpress.com

http://www.thedrugstorenotebook.com

http://richardankerswrites.wordpress.com

http://apurvakj.wordpress.com

http://helenvalentina.com/

If your blog is not on the list, please feel free to leave a comment so people can find you, or just post some abuse, there is no moderation here unless you are spam!

Enjoy!