Lands of prodding

Stepping into the bathroom his feet splat against the cold tile, taking a deep breath as he looked around the room it was like any other bathroom he had been too. The tile was white and the wallpaper tan, but had a tiny block pattern going around the whole room. Sighing in annoyance, it was so bland the colors closing his eyes he could still see what it looked like. Stepping further inside of the bathroom he began undressing, the mirror on the wall moved across the sink to the other side of the wall where the toilet sat. Sitting down on the lid of the toilet to take off his shirt exhausted from the day's errands. He sat for a moment having his shirt laying across his lap feeling the lid of the toilet slowly tilt to the side almost as if it were going to come off from him just sitting.


His eyes drifted from the door to the tub shower mix behind it, it had been so long since he had a bath. trying to think of the last time he had taken a bath in a bathtub and it wasn't a shower. He really couldn't think of the time, but it made him smile some to think of him laying down with the water just right and his body able to relax in the comfort of the tub. his body would be able to relax and not be so tense to be able to feel 'human' as they say. Gripping his knees as he leaned forward pushing himself up to his feet. Letting the shirt fall to the ground before lifting up a corner with his foot moving it to his shorts and letting it fall on top of them. The sound of the television being turned on from the outside made him blow air out his nose in aggravation, the sound cascaded through the thin wall of the bathroom hearing a video game being started up.


Ignoring it in his mind wanting to relax at least for a short while, reaching down to the three knobs above the tub turning on the hot water first at full blast. It's sound like a soft melody as his body tensed up slightly before relaxing knowing what was going to come for his aching body. Turning on the cold only slightly, then let the waters collide together in the tub as he stood up straight. Noticing the way the water looked as the tub was first being filled the darkness in the back of the tub then the swirling water that moved around like currents of the ocean. He could see them moving and swirling about mixing in together, 'bleach' he said to himself in his mind. There was bleach in the tub and it was coming back to life with the water that was being splashed in the tub.


The smell of bleach wasn't around just yet and it was alright. He let out a sigh waiting for the water to get up enough in the tub so he could slip in and get comfortable. Glancing at the mirror behind him noticing something upon his body that wasn't there before. Stepping back a little more and turning to his right side to find a bruise, lifting up his arm following the bruise across the side of his body. Lightly touching where it was the darkest flinching a little at his own effort but he began poking it with the tip of his finger. 'nothing' said aloud in his head before looking at his shoulder's seeing the bruises that were visible of the everyday. Before he went too in-depth of looking at himself, the water was at the right height for him to slip in as he stepped into the bathtub.


The heat from the water would sizzle against his skin slowly lowering himself down into the heated tub. His body was loosening already muscles relaxing as he sat there in the tub not moving but enjoying the heat and massage of the water against his aching body. Glancing to the end of the tub at his feet then to the reflection of himself what he looked like. Staring at the reflection of himself the sound of small screams and chaotic noise was booming from the room outside of the bathroom. He ignored it for now, and stared at himself in disgust before turning away leaning his head to the wall behind his head. Grabbing the soap from the corner of the tub and began washing himself as he kept his sight from the reflection of himself.

Unknown drough

Life is a puddle of mud, things happen either at the surface or in the deep. The sickness thrives through ones head and into their heart. The spikes of roses roll down their veins scratching along down until there is no more blood to bleed. What happens to you when you die is what happens when you live. Nothing changes the only thing that happens is your heart stops beating and you can't feel the pain that you've carried along the way with a smile. Cause nothing can break you only your own beasts make it so your blood runs more than you can give. Cause that's what you are born to do give until it hurts then when you filter through the pain you give even still no matter the cost. Things happen that's what we tell ourselves forgetting that we are no better than those we protect and give there is no middle ground only caskets with holes to drain out what's left to give even in death.

November rains

November is the month I lose it it's my daughter's birthday each year I cry. She is growing up so much and here I am not being in her life cause of reasons. Which I'd rather not get into but here it is year 9.. she's going to be 9 so much I have missed. I have tried my best to keep on my feet to be able to do things but this year... This year I'm making it I'm actually making I'm doing what I can but she is still on my mind always. I got something for her birthday but I'm worried what do you get a 9 year old girl.. I'm out of this.. I dunno what to do but all I can do is try so... take a deep breath and let's do this.

The Collar

Waking from a night of tricks and treats, stomach grumbling from all the sugar not enough nutrient's. My eyes glazed blurry, slowly I turn in bed finding his arm coiling it around me like a protective shield. It was warm and enticing how it felt against my body enchanting. Smiling happily to myself as my ear is now against the side of his chest. The air leaving and entering his lungs along with his heart beat was like a symphony of lullabies. Feeling my eyes become heavy as i'm protected even from the worse of nightmares. His heart beat leading the band in stride, only a few times would it sound off beat. Wrapping my arms around his arm, to the side of his body so much love flowing off of his body like a waterfall I drown in happily.

I can't rest not now the day like is creeping up in through the window. I feel it's persistent sting of the day hours coming. Opening my eyes once more seeing his body at peace dreaming sleeping. I can't help but stare so much I want to say to him, so much I wish to be for him. My eyes water with joy, before wiping them with the corner of the blanket he had wrapped us in for the night. Slowly shimmying down the bed not wanting to wake him, knowing the rough day's and nights that will come. Sitting on the floor as I cover my mouth with a yawn of exhaustion wanting to go back to sleep. Rubbing my eyes pushing away the eye gunk adjusting my eyes to the light in the room. Reaching over and closing the shades more so he wouldn't be disturbed from the light. Stretching out my body as I stand feeling my body screaming for more rest, but I must resist.

Seeing the nightstand next to the bed, seeing a collar. It laid there untouched or moved in so long. It was not my collar, but I wish it to be someday the strap was adjustable the texture of it was smooth like silk for a collar. There was one piece of jewelry on it and it was the danglie. A red jewel in the shape of a heart with a dark outline around it with small spikes. I have awoke to stare at this collar a few times when the light would shine in and reflect off the heart. It was shinning all the love and warmth that was sealed inside such a jewel. My eyes would tear wanting to feel that around my neck to know that all the love and warmth was with me all the time forever, ever. Today was a good day though, and hopefully today would be the day he'd put it on me.

Walking out of the bedroom only wearing my panties that hugged my curves. Still a bit groggy, but there are things to be done and hopefully before he wakes. Going to the bathroom was my first stop, before washing up heading into the kitchen. My stomach growling now from hunger, from all the delicious treats that I consumed the night of Halloween. That was our holiday, Valentines is great, Thanksgiving is okay, Christmas is gloomy but Halloween is where we can act like a goof and devious then get candy! I'm all in for it, but this morning was a much needed nutrient's and food that will help our bodies recover from candy coma's. My thoughts were on food, but mainly on the collar there have been day's I have fantasied about wearing it when. He is at work and walking around the house cleaning, looking at myself in the mirror talking to my self saying things like, "Oh? this old thing, oh well yes... doesn't it look beautiful... oh no no my man got me this.." then laugh at myself in the mirror and say, "bitch this is mine he is mine so you can never be this fabulous" I laugh at myself while cooking.

I jump and scream when two arms wrap around my waist, but my heart melts when I hear in my ear. "Well.. hello there milady." His voice soothing speaking in one of the accent's he does. I stumble over my words, "oh.. moo.. melo... morning" I feel a tender kiss upon my neck as his facial hair tickled my skin, but his lips lightly touching my neck. Made a shiver go up my spine as goosebumps were forming from his touch. "My little moo moo is up early." Blushing as he called me that, he would always find little names to just make the day seem like a fairy tale. Today was little moo moo apparently, without thinking I opened my mouth, "m-mooo" I let out softly and embarrassed.

His arms let my body slowly feeling along my belly then to my sides. I leaned into his touch while cooking almost forgetting I was. Before feeling a nudge from his pelvis against my panties. "You're going to burn it... pay attention" He said before looking back at the food and jumped slightly going back to cooking with a squeak. Oh he was so mean sometimes, as he left me at the stove letting me cook. Glancing over at him, he was naked seeing him walking away as I grin. "morning sexy butt" I called out to him as he turned around covering his butt. "good morning... I meant pay attention to cooking.. not my booty" I couldn't help but giggle as the food was being cooked.

Thought of him would continue, as we ate finally dressed in some clothing relaxing in the living room. My day would go from the best ever to the worst. Looking at him as I tear up, "please don't go.." I held onto his arm leaning against him. "I have to.. got to work ya know?" He said nodding my head I knew he had to work, but it would be so long before he would be home again. He would leave home and go to work, but he wouldn't be home in three months or more. We get to talk to each other everyday by phone and if he can make it happen over the internet on a program like skype. The day's he would be home seemed to go by so fast, but slow at the same time. Holding onto his arm as he held onto me with his other arm. It was his last day home each time it was the same. We would hold each other like we wouldn't let go I once asked him for a collar.

I have that now but it isn't the collar I want to have that lays dormant in our room. I have stuffed animals that I line my bed with each one from him every time he would come home with another. Each one smelled like him as I pretend that I was the stuffed animal when it was with him. Watching over him as he slept and seeing him work from the comfort of his bed. Listening in on our conversations on the phone while he worked. Listening to him yelling at cars that cut him off, or were being stupid. He works hard, each and everyday for me for him for everything and everyone. Touching my collar I have as I held onto his arm then letting go of his arm and wrapping my arms around his waist keeping him close. "I love you" I say muffled from my face being against his stomach, "I love you too" He replied time I want to stand still just to have one more hug.

When he left for work, I cried in bed piling on the stuffies all over me. "I want you back!" I scream out it was hard to say good bye. My arms wrapped around the first stuffie he gave me it was huge as I could wrap its arms around me and curl up in a ball under it. I would use this stuffy to dress up having his shirts and underwear that would mysteriously dissappear when he would do laundry. He knew I liked his scent but it was something that stuck around for days to make the days he worked a bit easier to go through. I can see the collar on the nightstand, remembering first time I seen it. I put it on and had it on while in front of him I had never seen him so angry, and hurt. I was punished for it that day, when it was all over he held me in his arms. He told me what that collar meant to him, and everything that it would entitle. I didn't know how much a object could mean so much to someone.

Reaching out from under the avalanche of stuffies the tip of my finger touched the heart shaped jewel as my finger could feel the spikes all around the heart. "I will wait for you" I said sending my love to him hoping he could feel it through the heart.

My song

I just want to see you
Just want to hear you say my name
just wanna be with you
Can you hear me
I'm talking to you again
My minds made up my thoughts are racing to sin again
The most I've loved you was when we had each other wrapped in eternal oblivion
Wake me, wake me with your sweet caress
Take me take me unwilling rest
My chest it pounds a sound that unrelents
The love I had it was for you
Can you hear me now can you see me now I cry for you
You let the best thing go
It's all for love you sat let what you love truly let it go
But that's not me I don't stop or slow I just move forward on the road I go
Another comes and I glisten waiting for a right time right one but the tension is so loud it blew by too fast

Can you hear can you listen I want to say something now listen... before it's too late and it's missed don't listen to this song again you won't get it I hate it I love you bye it's done I'm over and now I go go do what I do best work so you can lolygag a pension

(the end)

Monster Hunter 4 monster poem and also guess what creature am I talking about?

Flying high in the sky, the sky grew dark with your approach how I love you the most. The thing about you is that you blow me away with your voice, such a tone and appeal. Your lips masking those teeth shredding upon your victims like a predator to its prey. Your eyes shatter my soul looking deep into my eyes as you smile of delight creeps over your snout. The bursts of rage, and aggression you give spreads like the flame of a thousand degree's burning and making things crisp. The rage you possess makes my blood run and boil, the way you gracefully move along the terrain. No environment is to tough for you as the lava runs rapid or the waves of the ocean splash against your scales glistening from the sun. Your blaze is to be feared, giving a heated step when you walk. Your body covered in scales, each one priceless as I watch you from afar. The sun shining upon your body as you dash, your voice recognized even from afar. The sound of your voice send shivers down my spine as those around you fall to your voice. Your scales come in different color, as your siblings are much tamer. Your the best and most rude, as you trample over your food or those who dare to try and attack your beauty and rage. Your forearms give you such strength, slamming and giving those who dare attack a fury to face. when you limp you look so sweet, innocent but your reign has come to an end to the swords end. The color of your scales are sot after by many the way it's strength and durability is needed to face you even once. You may be darker than your siblings, and your rage fills us with thrills and chills. Once your defeated we shall be filled with glee, but your scales are mine such treasures we love you give us with your corpse. Your siblings will not like us not one bit, striped and loved we care for you dearly but your raw meat is what we love the most. Trampling our hearts, with your strength and blowing us away with your voice we come back for more and more. Strong and mighty, we strive to mount you shaking us and throwing us around your teeth sharp we stay away.