Masochistic Poems - Poems about Masochistic

I'd give you the shirt off my back But only because I'd need you to like me The eyesore that is your beat up honda in the driveway I said I would call but I can see you didn’t believe that Christmas family gathering but Jesus couldn’t make it Cigarette burns on the couch and drawers empty of...

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"The Masochistic Soul" That soul is a masochist pushing the limits like an envelope to the edge the mystery in choice why It chose to roll over a new life again on repeat always karma came just the same opened the door slammed shut the lesson fine tuned the pain (LadyLabyrinth / 2023) ...

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In this room, just you and I No lucky witnesses. Isolated I want my punishment, give it to me good Violate me, desecrate me, make me yours I'm the byproduct of the covet you created I need the friction, humiliation Please squeeze the essence out of me Bury me, I need you to smother me Screaming out, I'm addicted In a hot sweat, body...

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If you were to slap me, I’d whimper, If you were to flog me, I’d scream, If only one time you’d have yelled at me, And I’d just scream at you, but it could never be. Instead you used promises against me, Took my hopes and dreams from sight, Bundled them up into a flurry of words, And beat me with them...

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Happiness comes from brooding on the dark Because once it consumes, it reshapens your heart. Adorning alabaster vellum in glistening dew Possessed with colour, Since all affections and passions have escaped Into an unknown zone shattered deep in thought There’s nothing else left No salvation intends to come from above Forgive me for taking measures...

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Leather, rubber, PVC Synched waists, stiletto heels Padded bras, chicken cutlets Body stocking, pantyhose Sitting around, TV on Laptops open Googling... Waiting For a sleaze bag To book a session Half hour, maybe more Fingers crossed The bell rings Door’s buzzed open Short, fat, ugly, hairy, thing You would think he was Brad Pit The...

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I must be masochistic for falling for you When my heart doesn't feel pain, I'm lost I don't know what to do Try to love me Try to need me Try to be the best I'll just run I'll just hide Because I'm not fully happy Until I feel a pain in my chest Maybe one day I'll become soft Maybe one day I'll become smart Until then...

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We have lived a false life, you and I, Chasing halcyon dreams through chaos and despair; We have ventured beyond the brink, And only just returned – with weakened knees And tremulous smiles, our hearts bruised anew In clandestine partnership we defied the gods, Breached life’s stony contract, and delved, Greedily, into Pandora’s box… Like happy-go-lucky...

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This thing called writing is not my idea of fun! it looks so easy when the inspiration is there but a pain in the **** when none is coming. Oh, to be sitting in front of this old computer squeezing each drop from this useless brain in futility when nothing at all is working within. I have been chewing on this...

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