i'm falling so d e
                              e
                                 p
into this pit,
so f
        a
          r

d
   o
w
     n
into this hole,
and the only thing that can keep me from hitting the bottom..

     is
    the
   rope
ar     ound
m        y
   neck

wearing the finest robes,
i sit on a coward's throne,
adorned with jewels on my head,
lies my crown of bone.
when i stand,
all must kneel,
and if you're a rebellious swine,
there are ways to make you squeal.
with the slight of my hands,
a child will die,
and the mother will watch,
and the brother shall cry.
my breakfast is gold,
and lunch: the peoples' hopes,
dinner are those who defy me,
who can be found hanging by ropes.
now leave me be,
for i have a kingdom to rule,
and if you dare go against me,
you're a ******* fool.

my heart has become calcified,
and it's begun to sink into other vital organs,
i've tried telling my doctors,
but all they do is give me pills,
and they don't numb the pain,
of this weight inside of my chest,
and sometimes i can feel it,
the subtle yanking of strings,
strings that are supposed to be attached,
to my most private *****,
and strings that are supposed,
to be keeping it in my chest,
and not allowing it to sink,
and crush my stomach,
and rip a hole through my insides,
and **** me.

warm fingers,
cold cheeks.
cold room,
warm sheets.

quiet kisses,
loud strokes.
loud sighs,
quiet chokes.

quick movements,
slow tongues.
slow kisses,
quick lungs.

***** talk,
clean lips.
clean hands,
***** tips.

playful actions,
serious moans.
serious spanks,
in playful tones.

silk so soft and sleek,
wrapped around my throat makes me weak,
and cool leather cuffs,
turns breaths into huffs,
being unable to see,
takes all power from me,

**but that's the way i like it.