Ken Bennight

Gold Star - 4,880 Points (Dallas, Texas)

Torture Whore - Poem by Ken Bennight

Torture whore,
wanting more,
on your knees for pain.
Begging for the scars in skin,
you think your life's to blame.
You search for ways to hurt yourself,
masochistically insane.
Contusions give you little chills,
your bruising your own name.
Theres no way out or so it seems,
to beat yourself to death.
When all else fails you close your eyes,
and scream beneath your breath.
Pain to you is the best way out,
just force away the sorrow.
Live to hurt another day,
just waiting for tomorrow.


Comments about Torture Whore by Ken Bennight

  • (12/23/2008 5:18:00 PM)


    When all else fails you close your eyes,
    and scream beneath your breath.
    great lines... this has good flow. good job.
    PYT
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  • (10/25/2008 4:45:00 PM)


    Great poem wonderfull flow and rhymes (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Monday, June 30, 2008

Poem Edited: Friday, September 5, 2008


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