The Lecherous Woman? Poem by Dauntless Aberrants

Abhorred and yet picked by the same,
Unchaste, lecherous & prurient, Am I? ,
I ask the mighty mirror.
Shameless & reflective, she too shies away.
Dissolving, in the dissolved world, I see me!
I wait to be breached & betrayed

Loneliness & calm seems to hate me too..
I'm joined by the carnal beast,
Darkness is plundered by a ray of the sun,
a sun of LUST... may be love?
love for me or FOR ME?

Hands of carnality or care, pierce my skin with its touch
I deemed next?
He pillaged my already nude self,
Shredding the second skin off

I lay still like a carcass
only pain, I can feel - a pain of life.
i am doomed to carry.
Suddenly, the hands of care, turn harsh and rough.
i was dead or was he..... the whole world! !

Everybody gets.looses more..
Nobody get...gained all
Accept me, except me
he excepted..i accepted

The careless lust disappears,
Abhorrence is back in his demeanor..
Fastens his pace to get away from a vermin like me..
The careful lust remain, though.
He helped me or I him? ?