Its frustrating to me
That a man can hold so much power
And make me feel so small
And yet... loved.
The delicate play
Of manipulation
Held me in an intricate web
Of control.
I don't miss
Waiting in his web of lies
And manipulation.
Wondering if I was good enough,
Tasty enough
For his delicate and dominating sensibilities.
If I didn't fit his fancy
He'd find another
To prey upon.
Keeping me at the center
Of his web
Waiting,
Claiming,
I was his admired,
Beloved.
I was adored
And should be elated.
I saw the freedom
Of this resilient spider-
All of his eyes looking thirsty.
Here I am-
the main delight,
Waiting in his nest.
Funny how he went out searching for more
When I've been here,
Waiting for him to feast.
Apr 22, 2017
Apr 22, 2017 at 3:01 AM UTC
Its frustrating to me
That a man can hold so much power
And make me feel so small
And yet... loved.
The delicate play
Of manipulation
Held me in an intricate web
Of control.
I don't miss
Waiting in his web of lies
And manipulation.
Wondering if I was good enough,
Tasty enough
For his delicate and dominating sensibilities.
If I didn't fit his fancy
He'd find another
To prey upon.
Keeping me at the center
Of his web
Waiting,
Claiming,
I was his admired,
Beloved.
I was adored
And should be elated.
I saw the freedom
Of this resilient spider-
All of his eyes looking thirsty.
Here I am-
the main delight,
Waiting in his nest.
Funny how he went out searching for more
When I've been here,
Waiting for him to feast.
