sweat
blood
pumping through veins
knowingly rising
in dissolution
again and again
self-purgatory rains
pouring within
thump-thump-thump-thump
masochist of sorts
anxiety perused
returning to avail,
no pity for the
self-sacrificing soul
laid limply beneath defeat
exhausted, alone
in the midnight error
of bliss
until the next morning when even the sunlight seems cold...nice write!
ReplyDeleteI love "the midnight error". That is powerful.
ReplyDeleteWiil you still love me tomorrow....yup this is another great one my friend......:-)Hugs
ReplyDeleteoh yeah.. primal urges are very difficult to cool in the heat of any moment you have that itch. Regret is a shamefull thing even though it was fun.
ReplyDeleteoooo... i think they did!
ReplyDeleteThe taboo can add to the thrill - right or wrong.
ReplyDeletePG
Well done! So much passion. Love it!
ReplyDeleteVery good. Liked the self- purgatory rains. No one wins...
ReplyDeletepassionate even the wrongs have their own rights..NOTHING is definite..the truth is ours to see..:) love that piece..:)BRAVO!
ReplyDeleteoooo but that 'what have I done feeling' is never worth it...
ReplyDeleteTemptation - so hard to resist, yet it always turns out badly. Well put!
ReplyDeleteAwesome write, Kay. Just awesome. Blessings!
ReplyDeletestrong deep expressions...."no pity for the
ReplyDeleteself-sacrificing soul"
You nailed the feelings...... one's bliss is another's pain.
ReplyDeleteOh well. A girl's gotta do what a girl's gotta do, yeah?
ReplyDeleteNailed it. Midnight error of bliss! Thump thump thump.
ReplyDeleteI had posting comment problems here yesterday, too! Blogger is a pest... He's definitely a ship that passes in the night...
ReplyDeleteLiving instead of watching
ReplyDeletewow. this is amazing.
ReplyDeleteso raw, i love it.
"Midnight error of bliss" - BAM!
ReplyDeleteThanks for doing what you do Kay... and thanks for stopping by now and again. Powerful work.