if i could control your Heart
(which i can't; other's, yes; yours, no)
i'd ask you, not force you, to give me what i want
for my greatest pleasure would come from
you simply blindly handing me
everything
you hold dear
of course, i'd want you to suffer as you do
(i'd want you to scream for no one to hear:
a silent, pathetic thing, crawling out of your
straining throat)
struggle, as you do,
while having no choice.
[ a war between heart and mind! ]
but, after that initial brawl
kneeling, bent as a nail hit upon
by a hammer at the wrongest angle
the palms of your Large Hands would face the sky
and you'd deliver.
May 17, 2012
May 17, 2012 at 11:57 PM UTC
if i could control your Heart
(which i can't; other's, yes; yours, no)
i'd ask you, not force you, to give me what i want
for my greatest pleasure would come from
you simply blindly handing me
everything
you hold dear
of course, i'd want you to suffer as you do
(i'd want you to scream for no one to hear:
a silent, pathetic thing, crawling out of your
straining throat)
struggle, as you do,
while having no choice.
[ a war between heart and mind! ]
but, after that initial brawl
kneeling, bent as a nail hit upon
by a hammer at the wrongest angle
the palms of your Large Hands would face the sky
and you'd deliver.
the bolded part should be underlined, but hellopoetry doesn't allow for that. also, you are welcome to guess on this one.
