She's quiet now
He's here
I want him
My mind say yes
but my body is stubborn
I cry out in rage
All the time
Every time
Except at night
I feel it then
The familiar throbbing
in between my legs
So I run to him
No he says
Too tired
Too sleepy
Too...
Frustration eats me alive
How do i satisfy
this yearning
Im all alone here
Tears stream down my face
I choose this
No turning back
So it shall be
that the pulse
between my legs
Shall be a lone player
for the rest of days
And frustration eats me
from the inside out
