Princess of Pain and Pleasure
Pleasure:
The state or feeling of being pleased or gratified.
Pain:
An unpleasant sensation occurring in varying degrees of severity.
Why do you decide to run these circles bruised around my thighs?Sleepless nights the bleeding clots,
Why your eyes encapture my thoughts?
Staring at, smirking at my ways.
Lying down I whisper you can stay.
I know everything just goes my way.
Caught in this trap, I sneer as you fall.
My list of your desires, my company is all you need.
I come as a siren who lures you to betray.
I have come as a temptress,
Unaware that you'd be losing at your game.
Why do you conclude that you can look right through my eyes,
Expecting to read what I'm feeling here.
Claiming beauty left you dear.
This cliches what drives my force to you.
It's the element breaking us too.
If things were up to me, I'd follow through.
Why do you react this way?
Why is it that you swoon to pay me back with this vendetta out.
You hate me for the pain, the doubt.
Never is our day of fucking bliss,
This beatlejuice comes jaded for my kiss.
Little suicides defend the pain.
The ghost of me that follows you is held to blame.
If you had me, you would not complain.
