Words of a Wounded Beast Writhing in Agony

[LeoC]

Here are the words of a pervert, and that pervert is me.
Behold the pornography addict, the eater of disgusting things,
That addicted animal you’re staring at is me.

I crave my childhood chastity and innocence back
And I will scavenge the ground for them
And I will make a hateful, bloodthirsty creature of myself for them!

You can watch me if you want to, and look into my eyes
I will have made myself a hateful bloodthirsty creature
And I will be feeling the excruciating stomach ache that sexual perverts feel

I will have become a beast writhing in agony.

 

[(Wordy)]

Lust is a topic that poetry has often been turned towards, however the way technology can feed our lust and make it fester is a topic which has only just been opened.

You haven't pulled any punches with this effort. Thought-provoking stuff!

 

[LeoC]

Thankyou, you are too kind. I find it difficult to imagine how it is possible to be both sexual and innocent at the same time, and this is something I need to deal with. This belief of mine was reinforced by some particularly shocking porn I looked at, hence the poem.