A Story Told, But Never Really Heard

Devils Come in Small Sizes

I forgot how good you feel
How easily you bring pleasure
I forgot how addictive you are
How beautiful you are
I'd forgotten the feeling
Of your cold frame between my fingertips
Of your sickly sweet smile
As you glide across my body
Tearing open my skin
Leaving a trail of blood in your wake
I'd forgotten your power
I had grown so accustomed to another
Dull and weak
But you, you are strong
You are swift
You are sharp
You go deeper than the other
Whether I want you to or not
My body tells a story
A story you write with every breath
A story written in blood
A story carved into my very being
For a while, I had forgotten
I'd forgotten I was your canvas
I'd forgotten I was your slave
I'd forgotten how close I could come to death
But I have been reminded now
You have crept back in
Out of darkness you have come to guide me
To help me
To save me
I have remembered your power
I have remembered your grace
I have remembered your beauty
I have surrendered myself to you
And this time, I will not fight
I am yours.