Modern Dysfunctional Love

I love thee!
I cry out in wretched ecstasy
Tortured by my muses
Which is shown by heart shaped bruises
My heart pumps out it's love juices

For you
As you know
Because I say

If you do deny me
I will suicide me
And you shall be left sobbing over my corpse
Wondering what could have been
Though at that point I'll be wondering when
You might feel sorry enough for me
To actually cleave to me
And I can sit up and stop pretending to be dead

Because I'm not stupid
You're just a chick
There are other fish in the sea

And then to prove my point
You run away from me
As if I never mattered
As If our relationship was all in my head
And I was just a creepy stalker standing over your bed
Which was never proven in court
So you have to stop saying it
My lawyer says so

I drop som acid to break my rhythm
Creating a new brain partition
From which I can boot a new love
For the next chick that happens along
But in so doing
I'm starting from scratch once again
Any lessons I learned from chasing after you
Will just have to be learned again
Becoming an endless circle of idiocy

You said people like me shouldn't breed
And maybe that's true
But a man has his needs
And at the time I needed you
Now I've forgotten your name
Moved on to new game

It's called internet porn
Stand back as I spill my man goo

Tentacle Porn Panel

It's Japanese tentacle porn horror
Wrapped all around me without end
Penetrating my mouth and anus
With shapes length and girth a porn star's dream
Wrapped around my manhood
Mercilessly milking me to a hentai scream

I can't see past them
Not that it would do me any good
The darkness is all encompassing
An artist's overturned inkwell
Black ink poured everywhere
On this pulp media hard core still life cell

I try to feel my way around
To find an end to find an out
But I cannot find a body to this being
It's all tentacle as far as I can I can feel
I know better now than to try to stop the sex
I tried a little while ago
To no avail
I was only grasped that much more tight
Penetrated that much more deeply
Screamed just a little louder in fright

I can't cum any more
That well has run dry
My cocksheathe is getting blisters
And I'd kill for a bag of ice
Though oddly enough
The anal is starting to feel kind of nice

Don't ask me how I can breathe
With this long thing down my throat
It's magic
It's hentai
It's manga ran awry
It's tentacles as far as can be seen and felt
It must be sexy to someone but I don't know why

Bound here by living warm tentacles
Coated in slippery mucus
Ends shaped like deranged sex toys
In my mouth and encompassing my cock
Another in my tucus
I just hope the storyboard goes somewhere from here
Hopefully to somewhere more normal
Like a gangbang or an orgy slightly out of focus

Maybe this is my eternal payment for a particular sin
Gods, that must be it!

I swear I'll never masturbate to an octopus again!