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Hurt Harder
We make eye contact.
Never breaking away from each other.
Your actions to me are disgustingly sweet.
What you do with your hands and feet.
It may sting.
It may burn.
Hell, it may make my stomach churn.
Yet, all I got to say is: "I want more!"
After all the years of degradation,
it starts to feel like love and pain lack segregation.
My pain tolerance is far from normal.
All I want is to be told to "shut up" in his or her best formal.
But, the thing is not everyone can be the one.
Many mistaken that I can be easily won.
My mind and heart were sold many times,
yet it gets easily tossed aside on the dime.
No matter how much it hurts.
The result ends up being my mind and body expelling in bursts.
Tell me I am the worst
when you know it will only feed my heart's thirst.
Because of all the brute force,
I just know I can manage and handle whatever you offer as the main course.
-Snow that Flutters down like Feathers