Watching the seconds tick by on the clock.

Isolation only comes in the dark.

Loneliness and sadness fill me, cry out.

Desolation seduces my weak mind.

Mind blanking. Hands wandering. Heart racing.

Clothing on the floor. My body aching.

It becomes too much. I cannot resist.

Desolation becomes my true master.

Punished for every tug, rub, tear, sigh, moan.

My screams grow louder with pain and pleasure.

My body trembles, begging for release.

Desolation denies my pleas once more.