Lesbian Poetry

Love of Torture

It's like those diabolical people
Can sense her
They know they can hurt her
They know how to get inside her
And trap her in their madness

They know she is easy prey
She makes it so easy for them
They call out her name
She makes it easy for them to find her
And the torture begins again

They tell her that they care
She knows that they really don't
But they tell her what she wants to hear
Even though she knows it's a lie
For her it's an addiction
Like she can't live without it

So she continues on
She traps herself
As though she can't live without them
And she can't live without the pain
That they bring
Sadly, it's her only happiness