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You can’t hold me against my will
And then tell me
What pain I am allowed to feel
And how I am allowed to deal with it

You do not have the right
To restrain me from what is mine
And then have the nerve to ask
Why I am fighting so hard

You are not allowed
To tell me that I am equal
While paying me less and sexualising my body
Yet you do it anyway

It is not right
To be told that I am sensitive
When all you do is scream in my ear
All the reasons that I am lessor

I live in a society
Where I am too intense to be held
I am too strong, too bright
But I am shunned for my light

Because I’m surrounded by men
Who refuse to believe
That a woman could possibly be
More than they ever could

You don't own me
I belong to myself
So why are you acting
As though I am yours to control
 Jan 2018 Adam Latham
Nayana Nair
My hands
have always been empty
even with
your hands to hold.
Let’s meet somewhere
where you need not be seen,
where I need not be invisible.
 Jan 2018 Adam Latham
victoria
Submissive

Peel me raw with your voice
Undress my mind with your wit
Scrape my bones with your laughter
******* blood, so I submit

Pluck out my heart with your soul
Rip through my spine with your mind
Extract my juice with your desperate eyes
Make me love you till my eyes go blind
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