Moment Abyss

In life I can stop you,

Strangled below a tide of disgust.

Why can't you just go away?

Can't you see I don't want you?

When I dream I loose control,

I can't stop you,

I feel your sex-stained fingers inside me

I try to tell myself it's not real

But still the revulsion is there

Back in reality,

You look over the computer at me

And it makes me sick to see you.