The Rock Star ; Short Story of a deranged faded musician
the rock star by bonnielynn
THE ROCK STAR
He gnashes his teeth gripping a throbbing that doesn’t work anymore. He has been denied, Every woman who has denied his fumbling greasy fingers becomes a “ whore” as he tries to swallow yesterday’s spit, too late it rides his chin down. She took his youth, She took his sexual drive and with a smirk put it in her pocket as she ran off deep into the soft velvet walls of night. He screams in his room alone helpless “ I was once a rebel Rockstar and she stole my passionate youth!!!” He falls to the floor naked limp crawling towards a woman who is no longer there. His polished nails dig into the finely finish wood floor pulling and drooling desperately trying to reach the door. He tried to buy three times but she wildly refused then visited him in his sleep stealing his youth. What is a Rockstar with out his passion for the groupies to enjoy late at night on his retro fitted super stoked supplied tour party bus? Rage fills his soul as he is dammed by his own greed blinded by the witch who soothed him with her honey tasting lies.