From loving me to slamming me, if at all I knew How hopeless I am?

Getting destroyed seems like ecstasy, pain became a survival means to acquire love.

Forever fun times

You had such beautiful chivalrous eyes as if it was the moon waxing to be bright again, like the glaze that falls on sands in pitch dark

You shone through my eyes, I was enveloped by your illusion, enigma, and mirage, a mystery that to me in the garb of unseen forces

I was rattled by the depth of your voice, your starlit gaze, and your unending stare, which I loved

Little and Little you took my body, then my soul, and then my being

I gave it to you, served you my own menstrual blood, of essence and existence, you were inching close and my self was drifting away

Soon you became a concrete person of sturdy and beautiful inspiration, dutiful aspiration, and unending love drizzled with perspiration

The water fell on my hair and I gazed into it and drank it, I thought you were you and I as always me

The scenic concocted tales started tangling, tangled till you webbed me with those lies. Lies of deceit, yet I was there to give all of me to you

You gave me love, fantasy, passion, and zeal, I became a mystery to myself and followed the shadow you

I was in you, sowing my soul, harvesting my emotions, to reap love and affection, while I cannot fathom let alone imagine, all I was preparing for was drought and devastation.

You asked me something, to just be in the ocean lay together like a fish taking a deep dive vertically and just going in the depths of down, falling like a meteorite looking for the glaze-lit tree.

I was there with you, you hold me, kissed me, and had me for all your bodily aspirations, but then things changed.

Not so-holy matrimony

As we dwell in the deeper depths of the ocean looking for surface tears to sink more, the first crack in my dream was when you yelled at me

You had your own court where you played the judge, and jury, decided the trial, and ended it, it felt like you were never the same

I could watch the shadows and your subtle soul leave and drift away

I watched it go, but things spiraled into concave and convex spiraling of dogmatic institutions, you wanted me to be a slave

To leave my life, work, passion, being and self to satisfy your whims and fancies and now you were no more

You merged with a demon in the cosmos and came packed in flesh and blood waiting to get me to pull me out of my own body

Slowly yelling stopped and further you intensified my court trials, with emotional and verbal abuse. Then a straw hit like a dime hits the glassed pot.

Of all in my wildest dreams, where I move like a mermaid, you took your hard chiseled hands and shoved my head to the wall.

The moment was cataclysmic but yet endearing, Am I being the woman I am, getting beaten by the love of my life?

Until then I thought in the vertical penetration, you were pulling me down, what If I tell you I am pulling you down?

As you slam my head to the wall, I felt nothing, blood oozed out of me like water, and I felt cold.

I watched you move away and the pain came crashing down on me like an avalanche of sorrows. With saliva and blood mixed with my tears, I saw you leave and leave to me die.

I loved being trapped

For you left the home, the owner came and took me to the hospital. I lied to my parents because I am an exploiter of my own dwindling self, that has tasted being violated

Even if the sirens and blood shoot in my mind, I won’t wake up. I am in hypnosis, in deep states of unfathomable transcendence

Just like you left, I am too departing. Getting your head broken was a start. I was mauled and used at your wish and thrown at your voice

I liked being that, used by someone with no sense of integrity, as the denigratory has seeped and fluxed in my body aching the soul

You took me as your anger buster, quenching luster, deranged bedding where you hop and hop yet it remained. I did it myself

Until one fine day, you came to me, took me in, and started violating me as left right, and center. I see stars and felt the rush of being the secret admirer of my prince in distress as opposed to the damsel in distress

As you move and push me against you, I had a rush in me of the primal force of the embodiment of maternity, the birth mother of everyone

I saw the rage and rush that opened my pores, In a split second, I took the flower vase and laid you in waste.

for being violated

for being abused

for taking my heart into a blob of blood and for quashing it.

Now as we move near the surface cracks of the ocean bedding, it’s you who went at the surface, while I hollowed in the abyss through the bedding cracks

In the real world, I vanished, for who I am will always be a mystery, While Zealots like him will be shrouded in history.

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