Mytra's Journals

love

love is in the air

You left me again?.....

Will youâ�™ve finally killed me are you happy you threw me in a cell and left me to die without your love you said you would never leave me alone to hurt myself I guess you lied to me because Iâ�™m sitting on the bathroom floor with a slit whisk and good-bye-letter See you soon

Ii

I know your under my bed waiting for me to lay down I can here you laughing.

I cry from the wounds you gave me last night.

I lay on my bed ready for the ride to begin. I go to sleep only to be awakened by the hot smell of liquor on my face. I can feel you unzipping your pants ready to unleash your anger on me. I tell myself I wonâ�™t cry I refuse to cry for you. You force your tough

Down my throat so far I almost gag. I can hear you laughing I wish youâ�™d get it over with your heavy grunts and moans are starting to bother me. You finally moan one more time and push off my bed zip up your pants and slam my door my bed behind you. I get a towel from my closet and wipe off the cum you left on me. I get my favorite teddy bear and get in to bed and after I hear you go to sleep I finally cryâ�¦..

Admirer

Admirer By MYTRA.B.N Patrick Martin Stumph with your gorgeous long bronze hair that meets the onset of your head and cascades to the end of your shoulder like a waterfall. Patrick Martin Stumph with your eye-catching sideburns that blazes my heart like a blistering volcano then chills it out like an extinguisher. Patrick Martin Stump the lyrics that rolls off your crimson tong has so much meaning and feeling in them that when they touch my deceased ears they become alive with emotion and sensitivity. To your alluring snake eyes to Your gentle lips I think highly of you Patrick Martin Stumph seeing as you have a strong, forceful, and powerful voice that unlocks my ears and provides. My hollow heart with music and delight.

Admirer

By Mytra.B.N

Oh Patrick Stumph with your gorgeous long bronze hair that meets the onset of your head and cascades to the end of your shoulder like a waterfall.

Patrick Stumph with your eye-catching sideburns that blazes my heart like a blistering volcano then chills it out like an extinguisher.

Patrick Martin Stump the lyrics that rolls off your crimson tong has so much meaning and feeling in them that when they touch my deceased ears they become alive with emotion and sensitivity.

To your alluring snake eyes to

Your gentle lips I think highly of you

Patrick Martin Stumph seeing as you have a strong, forceful, and powerful voice that unlocks my ears and provides.

My hollow heart with music and delight.

Pigs in a blanket

By Mytra B. N

You grunt with pleaser as I tame you with my lips. It seems that the love we share is given away by the lipstick that has smeared all the pillows and covers in this hog house we call home. I know without that lipstick we are nothing but pigs In a blanket and our feelings and our thoughts of love will burst into flames as though they were never there.

[MN]This poem is about people who jump into bed without even knowing each others names and or if they really love the person that they are sleeping with.