Amazing Torment/Do not Disturb by Mark G Melvin
Amazing Torment/Do not Disturb
My love,my love as I sit here by the window on a sunny day,There is no appreciation for the warm mirth I should grasp yet do not.Yes yes I remember,holding you kissing you,yet you you you were never enough for me…..insatiable me,old silly insatiable me.
Love you are gone,how I miss, miss your aggravation,you could piss on a flower,your mind was the prefabricated script of anguish coming to my ears daily,not once did you disappoint the chance to remove sunshine from my happiness.Oh how I wished you gone.Hoped, dreamed, prayed, fantasized inside my minds eyes your demise.Mm ha ha ha ha,yes standing over you sleeping in your bed gently touching your hair contemplating the anguish of your last breath….yet how could I.Your love for me your love for life was once so sweet,so….sweet.
Hearing your voice as if your thoughts were my own,loving you in my heart,not in touch.Looking down at you,down my nose then thoughts come to mind,how you became as vicious as a hungry lion an as cold as a morning stone. No heat from the night air,making the touch quiver and tremble.No my sweet little piece of candy,you must live,you- you must live to suffer the things that I have suffered,to taste loneliness in the presence of love.Hold me hold me in your arms,the nights full of tears falling on my pillow.Like waterfalls of despair,did you care did you care?
My hands slap your face,while you rest soundly comfortably,but that is not enough.I pounce on top of your resting body and punch you once,then look deep into your eyes.Again and no movement from you,then I begin to flurry your body as if fighting for my life,from a well built strong fighting man,yet you awake not.I stand sweating over you,still in disgust still no relief approaches my aching soul of desperation for your affection that you no longer give.Climbing off of you sweaty heaving an out of breath exhausted as if hours of passionate love sharing had commenced.Swinging my fists wildly in submission to your emptiness,oh woman your dedication knows no bounds.Forever my lover, eternally my misery, daily my somber.
A drink yes thats what I need a drink.Sitting downstairs looking out of the window watching the birds frolick chasing one another in melodical happiness.Screaming to my ownself in my mind.Yes! Yes! Am I so rejected that even 2 birds spurn my heart into jealousy?Oh what have I done to make her deny my so?My hand clutching my manhood without thought or dedication,dryly chafing myself until finally temporary relief comes from stroking my reproductive organ.
Quietly I sit here sipping my brandy wondering,wondering,about the day she slipped and fell,pondering is she in hell,and if so does she remember me?Here I sit all alone in the house with no one else but my own thoughts.Oh how I dreamed of her demise,yet when it came I miss her so.Miss her so terribly so.Now my heart mind and soul know and realize amazement and how humdrum it actually is,to want for something for so long,to wait for it paitently so consistent,so dedicated in persistence to an accomplishment,and then and then when it finally after long wait.The moment of arrival comes,and in that moment pleasure is yours to have and to hold and in all of its splendor,and then as quick as it came,….poof it’s gone.Out of reach out of grasp,no longer attainable,it might as well be in a bottle sealed in the oceans of the world.Yes it is like trying to find a bottle in the ocean.Smiling to myself yes I remember well.
The night we were to entertain friends from childhood and guest from town.Yes the living room, dining room, and kitchen were filled,as she,her,my love,my sweet piece of candy, adorned her equisitely beautiful body upstairs.So so pleasant to the eyes to gaze upon her hair as smooth as oiled wet skin.A brush just glided through her curls.Her face the soft supple curves of the roundness of her cheeks.Her full round luscious lips were as thick as a peach an as soft as a ripe pear that squirts juice when you squeeze it between your fingers.
My sweets eyes,she had a bedroom stare that could unlock the passion in a deadman with just one look. To look upon her bare body stepping out of warm soapy waters was much more than a priviledge or an honor…..it was a blessing. I tell you a blessing to behold!Just the mere thought of one such as her straddling your body makes ones body jump quiver and move in the excitement of just the thought.
Yes beauty such as this,is worth dying for.No beauty such as this is
definitely worth killing for.The things,the horrible things one would do to another human being,for the love of beauty as this.Never do my eyes tire to gaze upon her,despite her evil disposition.She burns me,yes yes she knows of my desire for her heart and she consistently uses it against me,for favors in life knowing fully well I cannot bring myself to say no.Please allow me to cease from sobbing and wipe these painful tears from my heart and destroy forever her memory from my mind?Oh how long must I endure the torment of being removed from her presence due to no fault of my own.
Yes ! Yes! I struck her!! But she was asleep,fast fast asleep,because I had drugged her brandy to attain a night of rest.Not to be tormented by her beauty,which she rarely allowed myself enjoy.
Cars,homes,vacation homes,rare jewels handcrafted furniture,and clothes.Looking at my hands narled to the bone hour after hour year after year day after day moment after moment,tending to finances for her enjoyment to my own bereavement,and to my souls detriment.
We all awaited her grand entrance her luxuriant aura.Her gleaming radiance to capture that first moment would remain as a rare priceless painting.We all waited to take pictures, to adore her, to spoil her to paint her,to capture her delightful essence on canvas for all to enjoy for generations to come.Suddenly the bedroom door opened and the cleavage from her breasts glistened with fresh oil.Her fragrance whisped through the room and down the stairs as the wind brushed by her from the closing of the door behind her.She seemed to float and glide as the dress she wore hugged her body like skin.A silence enterd the room like the anticipation of good news.
She stood at the top of the stairs,all eyes were in full attention to her,even the women in the room had hearts full of envy and malicious malice towards her.Just in amazing awe of the perfection of her loveliness,yet none knew exactly how much of a bitch she was.How much I wanted peace from my troubled soul,to be gone from her.She stood at the top of the steps waiting to descend in full knowledge of everyone’s thoughts of her.
She opened her lips and leaned in to a deeper attention,to hear every syllable,every word.She looked around at us all with myself first in the crowd at the bottom of the stairs.Standing in anxious grandjeur excitement like school children awaiting her words,in full happy anticipation.She spoke,sneering an in an instant her warmness turned to self indulged arrogance.She began to utter lifting her arm and pointing her finger at all of us.
“You….all of you down there. Do you want to know why all of you are down there? Well I will tell you why.It is because you are nobodys,nothing,and I’m up here because I am everything,your everything. So to all of you fat,plump,slovenly,disgusting bitches…know this. I have had sex with all of your husbands,every single man in this room. They loved it. Your husbands bought me anything I ever wanted,and do you want to know why? I’m beautiful,I am everything you are not and could never be! You my husband,you work your miserable little fat fingers,to the bone for me. I never loved you.I used you,I used you because I could. You worked everyday long hours, and that gave me plenty of time to have real men to satisfy me….You couldn’t satisfy a mouse.”
Just then as we all stood in amazement,she started to step off the top step to come downstairs,and her high heel broke.She fell and tumbled head over heels down the hardwood steps.We all rushed to back up out of the way.She yelled as she fell and landed on the hard wooden floor right in front of me.There she lay broken,and panting.
“Help help,I can’t move my legs,ouch my arm is broken.”
Yes even her head was bruised and bleeding.We all gathered around and simply stared and gazed at her. She begged someone anybody.
“Please, please help me?”
One by one simultaneously everyone gathered their belongings,and single filed out of the house,right out the front door.Until it was only I left still staring down at my wife in complete disbelief in shock an amazed at the torment and horror she must be in.
Its as if I was just frozen in time.All I could think or even imagine was how I could not even satisfy a mouse.I looked at her wretched broken body,because now I looked down on her.Her the deliverer of my torment relentless and without mercy,as she cried so pitiful
with her tears falling,”Help me please?” I answered calmly an ever so softly with care.
“Help you,yes yes I will….help you.”
I turned and walked around downstairs and closed all of the blinds shut tight all of the curtains,making sure they were closed.The rear kitchen door was locked tight and secure.I stopped to look at her as her eyes pleaded for my help.
Her mouth cried for my compassion and mercy as she could not move at all.I turned up the radio very loudly,so no one could here her screams for help.I closed the door locked it tight and secure.Posting a note on the front in big bold letters saying,PLEASE DO NOT DISTURB. Smiling I turned and walked away.
