'I'm so tired.' He smiles at my words 'Can I lie down to sleep?' I ask as I lie on his bed of needles My small whimper Makes his grin grow wider My eyelids are drooping I don't even care that he's drugged me He decides to bind me And take away pieces of my brain He replaces them with new memories Of him laughing While I scream in pain So much pleasure has come From me pushing away the day That came before I am being lashed Hurt from the inside out The flogging took place When he was the one I wanted The sadist watches me Cry for mercy But the sadist is me And I don't know how it got this way.
I wrote this poem when I was in a dark place. Just know that there are people out there that are like you. They know your pain, even if their situation isn't the same. My heart is with everyone right now. Hang in there. Better times will come. I promise