Broken Stories

Cloud nine is no fun,Where there is no sun,It's a cold, dark place.It's below freezing,I'm a block of ice,What you said,Didn't feel too nice.I'm now alone,On cloud nine,But if you ask,I'll say I'm fine.I feel trapped,Like a mime,No words come out,This is far from sublime.I love you,But things aren't fine,High above,On cloud nine.What if I take one wrong step?I could fall,I may lose you,I'd lose it all.I'd lose my smile,I'...

Crash.There goes my feelings.Thud.Face down again, in the mud.Rip.There is no longer flesh, only scars.Clank.My stomach sank.Ding.Someone's here but I don't answer.Smash.Face down on the bed.Bang.That's my brain as it implodes.Smack.Across the face for looking back.Crack.The wall breaks through my hand.Drip.Here come more tears.Hum.The low white noise as I'm alone.Zip.I put on a coat, a fake smile and leave.Sizzle.A hot s...

I should not,But still I care.I wonder where,I wonder why,Then I think,What went wrong?Now I remember.It was there,But now it's gone.Forgotten and lost,Moving away,Hanging by a thread.Thread can be cut,But this one can't. First love doesn't die,But you can forget it.It just wasn't meant to be.You said no for a reason,So now it's my turn.For once in my life,I will stick to my word,Which happens to be only one,No.Ask me aga...

A few years ago,Ask and I'd tell,I love this girl,My first true love.Then the storm came,As I sat on the shore,Watching the past,The tide pulling away.How could you do this?That was all fake?And then you say sorry,To try to get me back?What kind of shit is this?I'm a loser,I'm pathetic?I think you got that all wrong.Yeah so what,I have made some mistakes,But I'm not a machine.I am not perfect.Newsflash bitch,Neither are y...

I can rhyme in every way,I can rhyme more everyday.But nothing shows the pain I've trodden,The tears upon the sheets are sodden.How could you do this,I was close to a kiss,I thought I knew you,But with the wind you blew.Far away,That's where you'll stay,Never will walk hand in hand,Footprints left in the sand.The path I've trodden,I've left sodden,With trails of tears,From these past eight years.Can't believe you could do...

An educated person, her beautiful manners attracted me at the bar, only for old ladies.  I was impressed at the way she spoke some words into the microphone.   But now she was moaning, saying broken words into the head of my dick!! %%%% I felt like if my cock could reach to the bottom of her old pussy while she rode wildly on top of me.  She took her tits out of her bra for me to suck them, nipples really hard for so much...