The Girl Next Door Is Always Screaming

Amy
Sweet lewd Amy
The way she moans, it’s so obscene
Whether she’s crying or complaining aloud
And the way she’s getting beaten
It’s arousing
I cannot differ the sounds anymore
They all seem like a relentless buzzing discomfort
Fuck this treacherous
Imagination of mine
If you only knew the complexity of the scenarios
Emerging from there
It feels like a bad soap-opera
Yet you cannot help yourself from watching the next episode
She must be so beautiful;
I guess that is why I hate her and her voice that much
The mystery of her real self
Is far more interesting than actually knowing
Introspection
Yes, I do fear its return
It has forced me to review
Most of the basics concerning females
I hear them, again and again
Throughout the night
I don’t remember
The last time I slept
And I’m not feeling well
Here, alone with my thoughts
Staring at a blank wall
Battered and bruised
Bleeding on the floor
Worthless piece of meat
I know she’s crushed
But I am useless
Unable to save her
And maybe I don’t want to
Oh, how I beg for complete silence