Chapter 48: Distractions

Troubled by my past
I seek all form of sensation
Enjoying any taste of passion
To escape the darkness in my soul
Feeling the slightest thing
Is worth trying to bring
My pain to the toll
You’ve been forced to run
Losing motivation
To change your cast
Endeavor to new lows
Guiding your every touch
Controlling what you feel
Coming to blows
Tasting to much
To make even the simplest deal
Breathing in the essence of you
Keeping it my soul
Inhaling you so deeply
Modestly mastering every move
Across your skin
Purchasing your dew
And feeling your control
Even as I aim steeply
I have nothing to prove
Just to enjoy you
And the depths of darkness
Feeling the true
Near endlessness
You’re just a simple distraction
But you’re mine