Silence

I'd rather sleep in silence than with another man.
The bruises mean nothing. My pain means nothing.
I just wish to be left alone.

But he hunts me, yearns for me and my giving touch.
Hell bent on returning me to him, my master, my dominant.
I won't be treated like that any further.

And yet he takes me from my home and leaves me in a cell.
Alone again, yet in a much darker atmosphere.
Raping me and taking from me the one thing that is mine.

I hate him, and yet I love him.
How can the two be so close to each other?
Both in the end breed silence....only a dark silence.