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My Mistake
You were supposed to protect me,
Asking me to share your world
Instead you broke me,
Making me yours
Learning my role,
Realizing the truth
Looking in your eyes,
I see what's coming
One word is all it takes,
I know what must be done
As you tear at my clothes,
Pulling me back
You know your strength,
Our struggle ensues
Your touch is cold,
Enjoying the fear you create
Asking for less,
Heightens your anger
Not satisfied until it's obvious,
I'm weeping on the floor
Tied to the table,
Begging for release
Wrists bleeding red,
Fighting for my freedom
Needing the pain to end,
The blackness to subside
That's when you smile,
Hearing me scream
Gagged with your tie,
I taste your sweat
Whipped raw by your belt,
Muffled screams laced with salty tears
Leaving raised welts,
This will be my reminder
Eyes begging for forgiveness,
You teach me another lesson
Always learning the hard way,
I will not make the same mistake
Asking me to share your world
Instead you broke me,
Making me yours
Learning my role,
Realizing the truth
Looking in your eyes,
I see what's coming
One word is all it takes,
I know what must be done
As you tear at my clothes,
Pulling me back
You know your strength,
Our struggle ensues
Your touch is cold,
Enjoying the fear you create
Asking for less,
Heightens your anger
Not satisfied until it's obvious,
I'm weeping on the floor
Tied to the table,
Begging for release
Wrists bleeding red,
Fighting for my freedom
Needing the pain to end,
The blackness to subside
That's when you smile,
Hearing me scream
Gagged with your tie,
I taste your sweat
Whipped raw by your belt,
Muffled screams laced with salty tears
Leaving raised welts,
This will be my reminder
Eyes begging for forgiveness,
You teach me another lesson
Always learning the hard way,
I will not make the same mistake
Published 17th Dec 2016
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18th Dec 2016 2:28am
Omg powerful to say the least raised welts
A reminder wrist bleeding
Whipped raw by your belt
Will not make the same mistake
I read this in disbelief was it real.or fiction
Sure portraits reality
A reminder wrist bleeding
Whipped raw by your belt
Will not make the same mistake
I read this in disbelief was it real.or fiction
Sure portraits reality
18th Dec 2016 2:29am
Omg powerful to say the least raised welts
A reminder wrist bleeding
Whipped raw by your belt
Will not make the same mistake
I read this in disbelief was it real.or fiction
Sure portraits reality
A reminder wrist bleeding
Whipped raw by your belt
Will not make the same mistake
I read this in disbelief was it real.or fiction
Sure portraits reality
18th Dec 2016 5:26pm
this poem is Dark..for it portrays sheer darkness(in no admirable sense) of a depraved and uglyly sadistic person.. the poetry, the rendering is sheer class in my humble opinion!
Anonymous
22nd Dec 2016 2:59am
Hey Adara.......I felt this one all the way thru my soul.......I'm holding back tears actually.......thank you for sharing this......purple luv & hugs xo :)
