Master
You ask me why
Why do I give you such power?
Why do I allow myself to be used?
I do not know
My body goes numb as I too ask
Why?
I cannot feel myself any longer
Yet I realize I am quivering
My body convulses without known reason
I do not know why
And I suppose I do not wish to know
But you do
You need a reason for everything
Why do I refuse freedom?
Why do I choose security?
I cannot tell you
Why would I debase myself,
lower my self-esteem for your amusement?
I am insane, as you have so claimed
And you so said yourself that you and insanity
don't mix
Master
Although I do not question,
I'd still like to know something...
Can you answer me why?
Why do you speak to me in such a manner
if you do not approve of it?
Why do you use me?
Why debase my fragile, submissive soul?
Why are you with me if we
"do not mix?"
Answer me why
And I will try to answer you...
Why?
Author notes
I wrote this early in the morning as I got of the phone with Master. He needed his sleep, he had not realized the time til then. But although this may seem like I do not want him to continue, I do. I love this. I love being his willing servent. I love to beg him for all that he will give.
Written February 26th, 2006
A contest entry
- Deep but not Dark by A Dreamer Awake.
300 points, ended March 31, 2006, 51 entries
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i think we always have questions like these why do we allowed our selves to be controlled or why do we control someone... its just life i think
cheers
Jen -
It's so well written but yet very sad.
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