some people have with dominance possession power and control looks like a rather desperate reaction to the widely known but mostly unacknowledged fact that we are unable to control our lives and live them as we have imagined
it’s confusing to me and maybe this is where the grooming, psychological abusing comes from. i’m used and discarded, tossed into the recycling bin until i’m reused again. and again. every time making me a little weaker than the time before. a little less able to refuse. a little easier to bend, to break. the lack of permanency in the place i long for, the place in which i never got to stay for long, only to be hauled away and returned upon further notice.
succumb to your desires, your Lilith. succumb to me, and all my little games. release your inner darkness and dance around our paradise with lack of accountability or morality. surrender to lust, crawl to me, you’re at my use. my leisure. now fix your smeared lipstick, so i can ruin you again. you are my favorite game, and we’re just getting started.
You lit the match Now you can’t Control the inferno You have awoken the fire Scaring away your dominance Your now lack of control You will never Have control until You learn that chaos is in control That the unexpected happens And You will lose Then you might gain a sliver of control If it’s given You might grasp control Over yourself Your reactions What will be Surprising for you to realize It’s so easy to control you A few words from me Your ******* just left you Bye bye control I just strung you along this whole time What you thought you knew Was exactly how I wanted you to react The design you wove gave me the ammunition Before you said a word