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Click hereHow I long for a toxic love,
One that breaks me, like a faltering dove.
Convince me to sever my job's tie,
Claim it's stressing, but I won't comply.
Tell me to seek something much simpler,
So that my dreams may slowly wither.
Edit my resume, strip it bare,
Remove the lies, the embellishments there.
Inform me of my true history,
Painted with shades of mediocrity.
Send it secretly to places so low,
Escort agencies and clubs that glow.
Mock and taunt as I submit, desperate,
Accepting offers, feeling dejected.
Claim ownership of all I possess,
My keys your tools, causing distress.
Enter my home when I'm away,
Taking my belongings, no price to pay.
Pawn them for cash, spend it with delight,
Leaving me with mere scraps to keep me alright.
Control my money, keep a tight hold,
Leaving me with the bare minimum, cold.
Curate my tastes, dictate my will,
Removing what you deem unfit, at will.
Discard my clothes that bring respect,
And books that could help, I must neglect.
Push me to financial desperation,
Strip away any chance at salvation.
Decree that I should move to an awful place,
Where comments and stares will fill my days.
Settle me in a trailer park, so bleak,
Ensuring strangers' comments make me weak.
Demand payment for your "generosity,"
Taking my remaining funds ceaselessly.
Look around and scorn my humble abode,
Calling it trashy, fit for a whore's ode.
Laugh as you leave, leaving me dismayed,
Covered in shame, a life now betrayed.