You have free will
And what was it
You chose to do?
Emotionally mind ****
A woman who
Cared deeply about you.

I think you said
You liked me best
When I was obedient.
“Your good,
Little girl.”
You got mad at me
When I spoke out of line,
When my quiet
Passive ways
Began to become unfurled.

It’s almost like
You wanted me dead
You only came
Back to make sure
You walked off
With my head.

As you cut my Throat,
You told me
You’d have me again.
As long as I stayed
On my knees,
So you could
Live out your sins