Feel the pleasure

Feel the pleasure,

from these hands.

Feel the pleasure,

from these lips.

Im mad,

mad with lust.

Hiding the pain.

The best i can.

Masking it in pleasure.

You may think its for fun.

Its a remedy.

Im using to numb this pain.

It works.

Not very well.

I hate the way it makes me feel.

Dirt,wretched,worthless,scum.

They call me pathetic.

A little sap.

The one who stole her.

Taunting me.

Throwing it in my face.

When shes not around.
When she cant see the devil.

He hides the horns,

and she sees a halo.

But i do my best.

Not to do what i want.

So i carry on.

In pain.

Hoping for an instant.

That shell see the horns and know.

Hes deceived her.

But that will never happen.

Shes drunk with lust.

So i hide my pain.

Hide it with pleasure.

Nathan Burriss