If I wrap your my fingers
Around you neck
It's because You're Mine
You're mine and no one else
I command you to one
To do as a I say
You will take the pain
I inflict on you
You will enjoy
my finger tips beneath
You skin
If I draw
Then you'll taste the wrath
Of Blood
You'll enjoy how much
It hurts
But yet it's a simple
Relief
Proving that I'm your master
I command you
Command you to do as I say
You will bow down
Below
Only to my word
Of simple
Now
YOU ARE READING
A Midst of Sadness
PoetryThis is a compilation of my poems I've written over the years.
