He demands

He demands my attention. I notice, when I look away; his voice grows louder.

She stands behind the mirror. For, if she's in front, it'll reflect the true ugliness of her soul.

I can't see between your lies, I can't hear under your smothering ways. The fire is but merely ash now.

Can you bring me to bed? Unleash and unrest my darling beast. Chant to me, the words you would as if in battle formation.

My claws are heavy. Can I rest them in your chest? Will you kick and scream as I rip your heart out?

Devour my flesh with your eyes. Whip me  with your starving tongue. My handsome, reckless master.

You inhabit me, to my core. the feeling of your unsettled soul turning over in my breast. I will not give in to you.

Do you enjoy the sound of your own laugh? Does it make your dick hard when someone else's pain is obvious? How do you live with yourself?

Grab me, choke me, slap me, spank me, molest me. You will still never know the real me.

The loss of a life that never even had a chance. Tears flow like rivers off her chin. Her body has failed him.

There is no way to open it again. The heart that remains so closed and off beat. No reason to reach out, no one to hold on.

He cannot fix her, he is beyond repair himself. To lend a hand would be suicide. She waits for his arm, with her rope, tied to weighted rocks.

You are not mine. I can hold nothing of you. Not close to my heart, I cannot be close to yours. You belong to her, I belong to no one.

Today I reached for you, when I awoke. The cold let's me know you were never even here.

He wants more of her thick, luscious body. She wants nothing but his breath on the insides of her thighs. At night they dream, lieing next to someone else.

His piercing blues stare deep into her washed out hazels. Fingers knotted in her hair. Fuck me again.