- Non-Erotic Poetry
- Willpower
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Deep inside there is a part of me,
That I’m so ashamed for god to see,
He sees everything- but does he understand?
Was it he who placed me in the devils hands?
Hands that pierced deeply into my soul,
Twisting my body and mind into this helpless role,
Not until after those hands had molded me,
Did God came back and set me free,
Now I can choose but it may be too late,
The wrong hands may have sealed my fate,
For here I stand in his green gardens and plains,
Yearning to feel satanic pains,
The deeper I bury my desires and the more I suppress,
The less human I feel, and the more I digress,
Am I supposed live unfulfilled?
Or give in to my pleasures of being willed?
For nothing more would satisfy,
Then for a sadist to look me dead in the eye.
- COMMENTS
Kobaover 13 years agoHmmmm....I got a thrilling chill at the end! Well done! I like your rhymes. You are much better at that then I am. I especially liked the combo of suppress and digress. An interesting look at an inner conflict. Keep writing! A 5!
