The burden ceaseless; undefeated.
The circuit recently completed.
A bridge too far for most to win
which sparks to life the ghost within.
He’s loud of late. He screams at me.
When wide awake he dreams my sleep.
He means it well but then he hurts me.
Screams; they dwell when he deserts me.
The way he feels that I once left.
The way he feels that I regret.
The way he hurts, I hurt with him.
Way that we were once a victim.
Way he dreams is so compelling.
Way he screams is overwhelming.
Need extreme. I need intensive.
Heed the scream. Incensed insensitive.
Need your pledge to shape the circuit.
Need the edge to scrape the surface.
Need the barb, the fierce insane.
Need the sharp to pierce our pain.
Toughness dimmed to shuck free armor.
Punish him to fuck me harder.
Need to bleed to block this drubbing.
Need your seed, your cock, this fucking.
Written by Jason Wright
September 26, 2018
For Little Jason. I hear you.
For Aaron. I need you.