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My Inner Masochist...

               
He fucks with my mind while savage        
           greed feeds from my soul                  
My inner recesses; condemned to havoc as      
  emotions twine 'round heart strings            Sanguine fear clamors through my veins      
      while stuck in such bane existence             Salted beads roll down my cheeks under      
          the cravings of a masochist              
My breaths hamper, struggling as I plead    
          for mercy that never comes                  
As the pain sears, I swear my soul bleeds,      
      stuck in deviation I didn't consent to       My heart shatters each time he tinkers &    
  toys with his need to be sadistically played        
 He tries to bend me into the submission he has, but I lack the strength for such a wicked game        
I love a good hard fucking, but a sadistic fucker is an unwelcome lover to
              to my flesh & bones                  
                   
There is no love story when you're being fucked by the demon called, anxiety. Yet it's all my inner masochist has ever known.
                   
 
Written by PandoraUnleashed
Published | Edited 6th Jul 2020
Author's Note
Copyright © 2019 PandoraUnleashed. All rights reserved.
Of course, this wasn't about bdsm & I chose masochist vs sadist, because anxiety seems to be part of us. As much as we hate it, it seems like our minds crave what the soul doesn't. No matter what, the little demon imposes & we allow it with open arms. 🖤
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