When can I go home.?
I gave up everything to be with you,
Now the days have become longer.
I trained myself to love you,
And now I’m slowly watching,
As you change me into your puppet.
I always knew it would end up this way,
Your hands squeezing my throat,
While caressing my head,
I know I’ll never leave,
This place has become much too comfortable,
Besides, I forgot what the outside smells like..
Jan 17, 2018
Jan 17, 2018 at 12:29 AM UTC
When can I go home.?
I gave up everything to be with you,
Now the days have become longer.
I trained myself to love you,
And now I’m slowly watching,
As you change me into your puppet.
I always knew it would end up this way,
Your hands squeezing my throat,
While caressing my head,
I know I’ll never leave,
This place has become much too comfortable,
Besides, I forgot what the outside smells like..
Late night feels.
