Independent
Strong willed
I strive for Perfection
Put upon my pedestal
All peers look up to me
I keep wishing for a normal life
Having answers
Knowing questions
Keeping secrets of seduction
Many nights I lay awake
With my fingers stroking below
With thoughts of you fulfilling me
You are dark cold and mean
A sarcastic bastard
Lashing out for your own selfish needs
Innocence as I maybe
My desires has flooded
My mind body and soul
I feel ashamed and dirty
Thinking of you
The way you push me around
You laugh cruelly
Wishing ill on all
Why do I torment myself so
I know what you are
And I know what your like
You a sadist to the full
When I surrender all control
And you abuse me beyond the full
I am released from my self-contained prison
Commanding my submissiveness
Dealing with me how you please
I am your rag doll
Though you may be rough
The pleasure exceeds the pain
Though I am thoroughly punished
Even now when I think back
The heat begins to pool
Starting in the pit of my stomach
Though my darker side is sedated
And my body completely worn
Still I hunger for completion
You are my everything
Because I gave myself up
To you though I am nothing
Just once I wish you'd hold me
Caress my body tenderly
Whispering gently through out the night
Author notes
If you haven't guessed I am a masochist. Though I find that my pleasures are slightly unfulfilled because of my emtional needs. Hopefuly that will all be rectified soon.
A contest entry
- What is your fantasy? by Sinfully Yours.
1000 points, ended July 11, 2007, 14 entries
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Comments
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wow....this is sad..... anyone who does "that" for their own pleasure is very selfish....if this is a true fantasy and not just a poem, i hope your fantasy is fulfilled! great job and good luck!

