Savage Grace

With each sadistic dart
 a chiseling of my heart
tears turned to dark ash
staining my soul
dark desires begin to roam.
Feed the need..
Feed the hunger.
Feed the ache.
Torture becomes love
hate becomes adoration
voices whiplash
stinging rage
all shall be made to pay.
Thought I was a doll.
Thought I was a toy.
Thought I could be used
I could be abused.
Thought I would never retaliate
would never fight back.
How wrong you were
as I stand above thee
blade stinging
blood
slow streams of death
coloring your flesh crimson gold.
I am not a timid voice
lost to your primal urges
this is where I shine
when home comes to roost
the death of your carnal sins
©June 1519
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Protector

Once more
a fool I have been
allowing my heart
my hopes
to arise
to fill me
moron that I am.
One would think
nay
one who is smart
would know
to ignore the stubborn heart
those emotions
the feelings
remembering pain
anguish
when the heart broke anew
again
(and again
and again.)
Sitting here
sight blurred
veil of tears
aching
realizing
I have played my foolish game.
Allowing you behind the curtain
allowing you to see me
the one
hidden behind the public facade
none know the secrets I hide.
You made me
(make me)
feel safe.
I opened
(open)
myself to you.
Foolish woman I be.
Time has come
to be undone
to lock
throw away the key
protect myself
from…..
me.
©June 13/19
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Not for You

You wrapped me in silk
pampered
loved
put me in the clouds
made me to feel as Queen
when in reality
I was only a cheap stopping place.
Fantasies
rose colored glasses
hunger so deep.
I needed to be made to feel
as though I was the first
the only choice.
One made with thought
insight
understanding
do not make promises you cannot keep.
I was not…..
First.
A thought.
You never saw inside of me
read the print of my skin
heard my truth.
I became one more in a long line of……
acquisitions
notches upon the bed posts
fool that I was
thinking
dreaming that I was your last one.
Rage
black
boiling
searing blood
sizzling in my veins
head thrown back
screaming in vain.
Love has turned…..
from sunshine blossoms
a wiping of my mind
of my memories.
So long
goodbye
never again will I cry.
Not for you.
©June 11/19
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Word of the Day Challenge Poem #34 (Untitled)

I am the voice
calling your name
begging you
to come find me
come be with me
my handsome lover.
I am the warm body
nestled in your arms
purring
sated
as you hold me here.
I am sensuous heat
spiraling throughout
head to toe
wrapped around
guide you into my core.
I am venom
ingested
poison in your veins
sneer upon my lips.
Vengeance
searing
incandescent rage
reaping what has been sown.
Stiletto
stabbing
slashing
cruel derision
you have chosen this fate.
Blood bubbles
body tumbles
laying at your feet.
darling
kiss my corpse
death as always
my companion of choice.
©June 5/19

Indomitable

***Today’s poem arose because I misread the Word of the Day Challenge. I read the word as contact when in fact it was contest. From the smallest mistake…..Also this poem deals with sensitive issues.
Resigned
staring into the mirror
no longer noticing
greasy hair
dead eyes
pallor
a wraith
alive in a nightmare.
Too many to count
pain
bone deep
her body never seems to stop
aching
cringing
bleeding.
Oh god
how much longer
must I go on?
Tears leaking
falling
salt to the wounds
upon her face.
All know
her stories are bullshit.
Stony anger
when disregarded
their best words
voiced concerns
she turns away
quivering voice
as one excuse
right after the other
fall from her lying lips.
Oh god
at what time
can I let go?
How became the end?
Violence begets violence
all know this.
Something roared to the forefront
a primal desire to survive
when first his fist made contact.
Knife in hand
she carved into his flesh
entering pained data
so much data
stories he beat into her flesh
given back to him.
Oh god
from where 
did this strength come?
Bruise upon bruise
break upon break
nurses cried with broken fears
doctors raged with impotence.
Stoic she was.
Beginning anew
my life is mine again
there is hope
there is healing
never again will I be……..
©June 1/19
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Forever Yours

I see you
the beast within
stirring
drooling
slitted eyes
hunting for your prey.
Baying at the moon
hungry for power
hungry for desire
hungry for lust
all consuming
a fire at your touch.
I supplicate myself at your feet
throat bared
hands bound
I am yours
to take
to use
to love
as you will.
I will love you back.
Nestled in your arms
satiated
purring in delight
luxuriating
in your pleasure
bodies still aglow.
Your tongue licks my skin
your hands play a concert
delicious shiver up and down my spine.
Take me now.
Take me how.
Take me forever……
Always I will bend….. 
always will I be…..
yours.
©May 29/19
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Submission

Hunger
all consuming
needing
a hand to caress
a hand to lead
a hand to cease the pain.
Wrapped in soft velvet
cuffs around my wrists
cuffs around my ankles
bound 
stretched
waiting for you . 
Burning touch
searing to the bone
this need
this desire 
that I feel for you.
When the world looks in
others do not see
what it is
that you feed to me.
How when you dominate
you are not degrading me
you are not hurting me
you are giving me a freedom
to be who I am
the real I am….
not the facade shown to polite society
for shock is not what I am after.
I allow you…..
I give to you…..
my freedom
my body
my life
my submission.
©May 27/19
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