Mangled Depravity

Finally New. Wrote this when angry too =D

Mangled Depravity

Drawn to the foundations by wanton dreams
and extended exiled nights
Searching for fervidity from a drake outline
My body in absentia
My rune leading to a reality of false identity

Sensation driving my informal operations
Seen as nothing more than a tabby in heat
Crying out for eroticism
My vitals screeching for your fixation

Mangled and desolate after your hasty outset
You confuse my study as wanton and fleeting
Failing to search beneath this daughter of joy’s call
I longed for this gallop that leads to gratification and affection

My shrieking absolution
A shelter for my concept

Author's Note

Reviews are ALWAYS appriciated. Im working hard to improve my poetry =D

Reviews

[THE LOST ROSE]

We all have this amazing battle that we go through with love, sex and the need to be wanted. This poem reflects that to me. Your version is done so creative and thought provoking. As I read your poetry thre is a song that pace behind the words every so gently. As a reader I wanted to know whats else is on your mind because you shared this so creatively. Thank you for sharing this poem with me. I doing some much needed tasks but please keep sending me request I will pop back in later. I look forward to it.

[Brianna Brie]

Ah, the need for love will always be there and the means for receiving love will always be taken advantage of or mutilated. Deep poetry.

[Josh Shepherd]

Who hasn't been in that kind of desperation? but moreover frustation.
I see it as a anthem for the fear of one's own wants and the terror of one's own mind.
Neing completely and utterly alone while be surround by people. and not even being surround by people just being completely and virtually......well alone.