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You Thought I was Your doll...

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You Thought I Was Your Doll...Wasn't that it?

You stole my soul but only for a moment…
How did it feel to hold something so priceless and light?
You thought I was your doll…wasn’t that it?

You took me as your bride but treated me as your slave…
Whispering to me I was your heaven…you promised I was your queen…
The sweetest flower you had ever known…you told me that once, do you even remember?
Inhaling my exotic fragrance with such colorful passion, our essences were united …
Touching me spirit, you touched my body…you touched my mind...
I allowed you entrance into the depths of me…
My dreams spilled forth at your feet and you were pleased…

You unwrapped my satin leaves, velvet petals and lace buds…
You told me you loved me, you liked me, you wanted and needed me….
I believed your wicked lies...foolish wasn’t I?

Then you raped me with your hands…
You pierced my skin with your teeth…
You pounded my being with your personhood…
Twisting my consciences into your oblivion…

My beauty melted into the rain…
My wisdom blinded by an evil trance…
I suffer threw you… feeling the darkness you had to share…
I was your angelic sacrifice and your black poison you fed me until I was full…
Filling my lungs with hoarse screams that no ears could hear…no hearts could view…
You haunted my sleep, controlling my dreams…
Until I begged for rest, no more…

A fire grew inside my belly and you nourished it with your sin…
You played me like a drum which you beat with a whip…
Stripping me until the rhythm stole my voice …
Leaving me withering in the flames of your ego…

Gold you stabbed into my hands, silver you chained around my feet…
My soul cried out from the pain, for mercy and compassion but you showed me none…
My glass eyes pleaded for the peace of death but stillness did not come…

You laughed a bitter old laugh and broke me over your knee…
You kicked me to the wind but gave me no release…
Sucking me back in… drugging me with your hatred…

Crushing me within your embrace, I wept tears of pure blood...
You kissed me away with your devouring lips…
Imprisoned in your madness…I was left empty and wanting no more…

Was fear your mission…your lesson for me?
The terror I lived with can never be explained...
Gone are the days when I asked why...
Now I see you for what you are…a parasite, feeding on the innocent...
You thought I was your doll …wasn’t that it?
                                                                               ~G.Anderson~
This is a poem I wrote one morning at 3am...it is about the darkness that haunts my sleepless nights...
© 2005 - 2024 stormoverwaters
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alientwilight's avatar
thats amazing....i was my best friends slave...only sex...now we dont even talk much...did everything for him..