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Haley Protega Feb 23
You can hear the alarm bells,
See the red flags.
You know this will ruin you,
And you walk in with eyes wide open

You try to justify it to the world,
To yourself.
It's the end of the road;
a sense of belonging, finally,
of having a purpose,
and you're tired.
So tired of wandering, searching,
Choking on the salt in the air, the sea an endless barren desert with no land in sight.
So when you hear the siren's call,
And you know it spells doom,
You answer it anyway.
At least it will be over.

Except it's not death you're heading towards, but not a life either,
You'd be called crazy
If there were anyone around.

You're tired, and this feels safe,
To fall sleep in a dungeon,
To drop your heavy defenses.
It's hard work keeping them up,
And you're tired.

There's no room for mistakes in chains.
Your hands can't move to sin.
You're clean, and good;
Your mind is light, free from worry
And planning.

Your eyes fall shut.
You don't dream.
23. 02. 2023.
This poem can be interpreted in a few different ways, and I wrote it with more than one meaning in mind. Choose whichever you like best, the significance is always in the mind of the reader.
stone the bear Dec 2022
Put it in a box and tell it you’re mine
Chain it up tight and tell it it’s fine
Make it wait. Make it shake.
Make it quiver. Make it quake.

Keep it dark. Full of despair.
Make it gasp for every breath of air.

Tell it don’t you dare —
Move and it might just tear.

Maybe even share
for a faire

to dress it up, dress it down
Make it smile, make it frown

With metal spikes to keep it still
Easy to use, ready to fill.
Into the morning and through the night
It should know better than to put up a fight.

Ren Sturgis Jul 2022
I dream of leathered men, I dream of you, touching me, ******* me, loving me.
Hold me in your clutch, dominate me, make me yours.
Your voice like velvet, and your body like diamond.
Cut me, mark me, I am your canvas.
I am your art.
The cruelest artist with a delicate touch.
I beg of you.
I whimper in pleasure.
More please.
"Be a good boy for me" "yes sir" on my knees. Complete submission.
Take me to space.
Make me forget all that came before you.
m lang Feb 2022
we've been playing for months, yet
i am no longer the master of my own game.
i sit and wonder, "how did i get here?"
without ever truly questioning myself.
simply because i knew.
it is as though I am currently without a name.
considerably since "This" is no longer Me.
who I am, who That is,
                I am no longer certain.
I have simply become a replica of Its impression on Self.
      "tick tock, tick, tock."
the arrogance of time refuses to stop,
and "now" becomes a fleeting "then"
as My life slips through "Her"
into a dazed, drunken phase.
time only lingers in the present
for those who are truly Present.
Her time is lost, so what is My time
when the days blur together?
"Her" memory sanitized and wiped cleaned.
***** cleans wounds, right?
Dissociation to self,  the insouciant desire to care.
an erratic, chaotic, tumultuous torrential downpour.
I'm theatrical sure, but passionately so.
"Passion," i'll drink to that.
                   "Pain" has me pouring another,
                                                    and another.
"Reward me," and we'll cheers to the clear liquid that
warms my throat with each increasing gulp.
"Relax." you worked hard, take one or two.
              Six deep, Seven's the magic number,
                          plus, what's one more?

yet one will never be enough.    "sleep or shoot."
                            don't forget to swallow.
                            you know you love it.

stop saying no when You can say "yes,"
and stop holding back, when I'm telling You "NO."

                         stop fighting...
                                      ­ccumb to the misery.
 besides, just one pour will make it all better.
m lang Mar 2022
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.
m lang Mar 2022
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.
m lang Mar 2022
my simple response
simply two letters
to your beck and call
is all it took
to immediately
come running back
to you.
Big Virge Sep 2021
So What Makes Humans So Willing...
To..... REJECT Resistance...
To Being... CONDITIONED... ?!?

Submission And Thinking...
That Leaves People Sinking... ?!?

Instead of Believing...
In Leaders Deceiving...
And Spreading False Teachings...
That Now Are FAR Reaching... !!!

So MANY Are Weaklings...
Who’ll Deal In Demeaning...

Themselves To Gain Wealth...
Or Vaccines For Health...
In A World That Now Turns...
Like The Worst Kind of Worms... !!!

The TRUTH Is What HURTS...
And Clearly DISTURBS...
Todays... PC WOKE Herds... !!!

Who CAN'T Make Decisions...
About How Their Living...
Until They Are Driven...
By World Politicians... !!!

Rebellions EXTINGUISHED...
Or USED Like Big Business...
To Make Cash With Quickness...
Or To... DEMOLISH Buildings... !!!

So Many Are Sinning...
Whilst Claiming They’re Winning... ?!?

Meantime Mental Fitness...
Is Being... DIMINISHED... !!!

Because of NEW NORMALS...
Brought On By This SICKNESS...

That’s Made Life Abnormal...
And People PERNICIOUS... !!!

SUBMISSIVE And Willing...
To Do The MANS Bidding... !!!

It’s Really Quite SICKENING...
To See People CHOOSE...
To REJECT... Sound Thinking...
For That of NEW FOOLS... !?!

Bernie Mac Said It BEST...
In The Things He Expressed...

But Jokes In His Quotes...
Were NOT Really JOKES... !!!

When Criminal Acts...
Are STILL KILLING Blacks... !!!

By... ALL Kinds of Gangs... !!!

And Policeman Whose Teams...
Proceed To DECEIVE...
When They **** Blacks On Streets... !!!

And Of Course We Now See...
LOTS of BLACK Police Chiefs...
Submitting Descriptions...
of How All These Killings...
Are NOT POOR Decisions...
By Policing Villains... !?!

Speeches Now Given...
To... RETAIN Positions...
And Keep Truth FORBIDDEN... !!!

Just Like Modern Visions...
of CANCEL Prescriptions... !!!

From Groups Who Exist...
To Now Keep Lips Zipped...
When They’re Saying Things...
In This World Now Equipped...

To DISMISS Racists...
Sexists And Bad Kids... !!!

And Of Course VIRUSES...
That Are Making Folks SICK... !!!

But There Is ONE More Thing...
That They Now Want DISMISSED...

... FREEDOM of SPEECH... !!!
When It Deals In What’s REAL... !!!
But The Thing Is... SADLY...
That It’s NOT Just Their Breed... !!!

MOST People Now Seem...
To Believe FALLACIES...
About... Humanity... !?!

And We’re FAR From Perfect... !!!

So Should NOT EVER Think...
That Free Thinking Enlists...

Restricting Our Thinking...
From End To Beginning...

Because People Will Judge...
And Will Say CRAZY Stuff... !?!

But This Simply Is Part of...
....... Human DNA.......

Sometimes We Will Say...
Things That Make Folks IRATE... !!!

It’s Just A... Human Trait...

We All Need To Agree...
To That’s Right DISAGREE... !!!

And To Engage Our Brains...

Than Embracing Denial...
And FEAR As The Profile...
Cos’ It’s Clearly NOT WISE...
To Let Them RULE Our Lives...

Or Indeed Our DECISIONS... !!!

But It’s Now Clear To Me...
That From Taking Vaccines...
To Pursuing Money...

That Most Humans Believe...
In These People Who Lead...
Who Are Known To Deceive...

Which Is Clearly CRAZY... !?!

So Embrace FALLACIES...
of This New... NORMALCY...
That Will Now Set Them FREE...

Because Most Are CONDITIONED...

Which Is Why They COMPLY...
Like A Malnourished Kitten...

With This Thing Called...

...... “ Submission “......
I don't think it can be disputed anymore !
Dark Dream May 2021
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
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