"I'm just tired"

Beauty

I look up into twin skies
Two empty and hungry eyes
Most would be scared
Terrified
But not I
I love these starving orbs
These eyes that withhold murderous and suicidal thoughts
Those eyes that captured my soul from first glance
And that tell me I did wrong
The eyes that sparkle when their owner laughs
And darken when they are disobeyed

They have a different shine about them now
They're coated in a thin film of crystal clear liquid
Why are those long, thick lashes covered in orbs of dew?
Maybe they are sad
Maybe they do care for the twisted mangled body in their arms
Maybe they don't want to lose me?
Because they love me?
And they never want me to leave their side?
Or maybe they just don't want to be alone again.

*A/N this poem is about my Daddy/Master (I'm open about my kinks. If you don't like it sorry. Dm me if you have any questions about kinks in general and I'll help you out to the best of my abilities), so don't be rude. Thank you ^_^