Up to no good


Staying on the topic of happy Sundays…

I ran into a monster recently                  she kept nagging and nagging

and I was hopeless to ignore her             This evil twisted nasty thing

she lives inside me                                she always wants more

and today was perfect                                  locked up tight and sealed inside

I let her go                                               let her out of her cage and run free

to seduce and antagonize                               to abuse and romanticize

I let her have her way                           She’s the me I hide from sight

the one who’s always hungry                and I took my time to tantalize

I let her fantasize               She wants what she wants

and who am I to demonize?                            She is me and is all I really am

to feel abraded and trashed            she’s me all undone and wild

every nerve awake and starving

I’ve been unkind and kept her tied up

and this is why: to feel the thirst                     drown in the freedom

To let her rise up and chain me down




Author: doing2016

I started writing when I was very young. Then I was mortified on a bus full of people when one of my stories was read aloud. I lost my focus and quit. Now, I'm trying to find my voice and my ambition. I love to write, good or bad. So, I'm doing it here and now. Thank you.

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