Daddy,

Free will is overrated and I think I am a drug addict.

I get high off the sound of your voice, I cannot eat, cannot sleep, cannot do anything unless you tell me to.

I know they say dependency is sickness in my head, but I think I like being sick because I like being subordinate to you.

No, I love being subordinate to you. I need you to function and you know that. It is not a question anymore it is a fact.

I am yours.

Moonlit sadness
Silhouetted madness
Hollowed out bones
Marrow on the floor
Blood soaked sheets
Rotted flesh beneath
Shaking fingers
Guilty hands
Breathless lungs
Skies crowded with bodies hung

*How can any of us breathe
beneath this sky of subliminal madness?

Milky way lover
Cosmic dreamer
Choking on stardust
*Bleeding infinity