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Click herePeppery humiliation and gritty temptation,
"Don't esteem the function," they say.
"Make the foe the friend,
desire of such is sin."
Screaming stench of circumspect mother,
attempt to sate the desire for pain,
with more pain?
Crushed with cane—
not crushed, excited.
Never enough.
O, the games we play.
I bang my head for shiny lights.
I pinch my tits for shiny bites.
I fuck my ass to feel the rip.
Luscious pain, I worship thee.
Learned behavior so enjoyed,
the painful trusted savior.
Pain is Jesus, God, the redeemer.
Never enough,
never.
poems don't get many reads. So thanks for the comment. This poem is basically stating that you must look for the reasons behind the pain, simply trying to stop will never suffice. It is an attempt to explain why. It is not the healthiest of needs.
But I am sure why. I am not into BDSM but I think I get it anyway.
the poem was banged right off the bat so your words made me feel better. I understand banging for quality and respect honest opinion, but banging for content anonymously is chickenshit.
and find them sad and thought provoking, which must've been your intention. You have a burning voice that is full of a submissive's insight. This is fine work and good luck to you in finding happiness.