power comes in many ways
to you;
power was my crush on you
power meant liking you too much
it was never about anything physical
not the safety in your touch
not the softness you gave me
to me;
power laid in the physical
it was the sex
the trust I put in you not to break me
you hand around my throat
power was never defined by feelings
by my crush on you
or our pet names and and gentle hugs
hon, baby, Jay, those all scared you
sir, I hold all the power here
hello again, I just wanted to reach out to anyone who actually reads this book and just ask for any feedback or any advice that anyone would think can ake this better :)
YOU ARE READING
make me forget
Poetrywhen a bone breaks it grows back stronger i broke and i will make myself strong enough to make angels weep and satan himself fear me (daily updates)
