Tuesday, May 29, 2007

The Destruction of a Soul.

Body Bound, Cold pole
arms numb, I need a bowl
From excitement to stomach lose
from arousal to abuse

Did I cause it? Was I not right?
left alone all day and most of the night
ignored, only seen
when watching me tied to the pole

made to feel at fault
open the wound and add salt
strip all my defenses
must rebuild all my fences

To scared to play
my self esteem he did flay
Will I ever trust anyone again?
Will I ever want to begin.

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