deepundergroundpoetry.com
Testify in Silence
He said he would ease you in at the beginning
Ease you in to what? More pain and suffering?
Trained with pain to remain obedient and silent
To hold inside the screams of your crying heart
No one needs training to fall in reciprocated love
Conditioning is how you'll forever be controlled
Promised Safe words will always be unspoken
Through a plastic ball strapped inside your mouth
Hand signals cannot be seen or sent
With both hands tightly bound behind your bleeding back
There is nothing safe about consensual abuse
Just ask any surviving battered subservient wife
Who refused to testify against her Dominating man
How it was not her time or place to take a stand
Now the gag-order stays tied 'til death do you part
You've left behind the right to speak your broken mind
No freedom can be won from imaginary shackles
Or the chains that dangle you from the basement ceiling
Convincing you that down is the only place to go
You'll always be unable to say the safe word "no"
or remember how to utter any other word
After all the beatings he said that you deserved
His goal is control of every thought you think
No matter how deep the mental wounds may sink
or how bravely you pretend enslavement doesn't hurt
All that he will let you be is his silent pile of dirt
Ease you in to what? More pain and suffering?
Trained with pain to remain obedient and silent
To hold inside the screams of your crying heart
No one needs training to fall in reciprocated love
Conditioning is how you'll forever be controlled
Promised Safe words will always be unspoken
Through a plastic ball strapped inside your mouth
Hand signals cannot be seen or sent
With both hands tightly bound behind your bleeding back
There is nothing safe about consensual abuse
Just ask any surviving battered subservient wife
Who refused to testify against her Dominating man
How it was not her time or place to take a stand
Now the gag-order stays tied 'til death do you part
You've left behind the right to speak your broken mind
No freedom can be won from imaginary shackles
Or the chains that dangle you from the basement ceiling
Convincing you that down is the only place to go
You'll always be unable to say the safe word "no"
or remember how to utter any other word
After all the beatings he said that you deserved
His goal is control of every thought you think
No matter how deep the mental wounds may sink
or how bravely you pretend enslavement doesn't hurt
All that he will let you be is his silent pile of dirt
All writing remains the property of the author. Don't use it for any purpose without their permission.
likes 4
reading list entries 0
comments 0
reads 696
Commenting Preference:
The author has chosen not to accept comments.