torture

(poems go here) I once had a tortured soul. Head down, beating on the pavement Not lonely just empty The sight and lust for blood was hidden, forbidden *You were there beside me. Situations had me crying I preferred to take a line than to be human Being human was something I had read in a book once A desired feature *You couldn’t figure it out either. I kept running I ran until I hit the finish-puked- Repeated the unnecessary act again. Somehow no one could stop me *Together we were invincible. Killing. Raping. Fucking. Family keeping secrets, never genuine Always uncomfortable Get me out of this “home” *You were trying to escape with me. I followed the path to happiness with my mind to a door The door to a needle The needle to a lip The lips came closer together *All along knowing that we shared a tortured soul.