The Muse

Poem about using a woman with no regards to her feelings.

First I mused her and got her hooked



Then I used her to fuck and abuse her.



I threw her in the dirt, and buried her soul, took her heart and destroyed it whole.



I made her beg for satisfaction of her needs, while forcing her to scream and plead.



I denied her, played with her emotions, while I preached my devotions.



In the end I scarred her, pushed her out and barred her.