Mental health break..
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Posted:Jun 3, 2021 5:54 am
Last Updated:Jun 12, 2021 3:09 pm 3073 Views
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So I have been asked too many times to count now why I am here if I don't want to talk about sex and kink.. and when it is just curiosity I don't mind but those of you that act like I shouldn't be allowed here because of it or like I am somehow being purposely deceptive need to stop. I am perfectly with in my right to decide I don't want to talk about that stuff right now and if that's an issue for you your welcome to move along. I don't engage the conversations on here, I don't hop in you dms and then say I don't want to talk about it. I YOU hop in my dms and I politely tell you I don't want to talk about sex and kink right now then just respect it and move along. In the end this is my profile and it is my body and mind it is my choice. Thank you that's the end of my rant.
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The Quite
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Posted:Sep 30, 2020 7:08 pm
Last Updated:Nov 14, 2020 1:24 am 6602 Views
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Its that time again, the middle of the night as everyone sleeps.
I check once, then once more, and again just in case.
But I already know, no ones there because its that time again.
I'm alone again and the worlds gone deafly quite.
That feeling starts seeping in slowly but surely.
Uneasy, uncomfortable.
The heart sinks.
The stomach turns.
I hate this feeling.
I hate the quite.
I grab my phone, try to find youtube through buzzing thoughts.
The music starts to play, but its not enough.
Reaching out I grab the cord to those speakers, the ones I bought just for this.
I turn it up, all the way up but its still not working
The quite is still there, it is not enough.
I start to sing as loud as I can, my own voice ringing in my ears.
No matter the song happy it may be, I can hear my own fear.
My fears are confirmed as a smaller voice whispers in my mind.
You cant fight this with these external material things it says, your alone now and the quite is inside.
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"Whats on your mind?"
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Posted:Sep 30, 2020 7:04 pm
Last Updated:May 15, 2021 2:29 am 6283 Views
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"So little one, whats on your mind?"
It may be the simplest question you'll ever find.
But in it there is an intent that's really quite unique.
An offering of receipt, I think we all inevitably seek.
An open door, to a topic of your own creation.
A kind invitation with little to no expectation.
To talk of that painful and often avoided subject emotion,
That silly game, and your struggle with universal domination.
That boy who was just too busy, the one who simply crossed a line.
That oddly charming English gent that never has the time.
About Fatboy and how ridiculous he looks in that cone.
How bad work was, and how your just utterly done.
The most recent Youtube rabbit whole you've fallen down.
How your filled with terror at the mere sight of a clown.
Hidden behind simplicity is this invitation so kind.
"Tell me little one, whats on your mind?"
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That familiar sting
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Posted:Sep 30, 2020 6:45 pm
Last Updated:Nov 8, 2020 9:27 pm 6946 Views
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A curious new connection, your mind begins to prepare.
Stimulating.. Unique.. oh, this one could be rare.
One message, then another, with a third you start to grin.
Your hearts attention, this clever stranger will surely win.
Message after message, the connection grows stronger.
Time between each response feels longer and longer.
The attachment of this heart, as always quickly grows.
But a soft voice emerges, reminding the heart of what it knows.
Whispering stories of so many past seasons.
Of the loss, the heart aches, and the treason's.
The voice becomes louder, ears begin to ring.
Have you forgotten so quickly, That familiar sting!
Let me paint a picture lovely, I will help you see.
Like the blind-folded slave, you wish to be.
Bound, the greatest pleasure of the flesh she does await.
A perfect storm of tormentor and tormented, it must be fate.
The moment grows near, she can smell it in the air.
He grins, pondering how much more she can bare.
He whispers now in her ear, worry not my sweet dear.
I know what your body needs, and the time does grows near.
His breath catches as his fingers tighten on the leather in his hand.
Her body and mind so ready to accept his power from each biting strand.
He steadies himself, and prepares, he knows the release and pleasure he will bring.
At last with a deafening snap, he gives it to her, That familiar sting.
So you see my lovely, I know exactly what it is you seek.
But you are in a world of those that devour the weak.
So my little friend, in this game of hearts, residing in the chests of the lost.
I want you to see, your soul and who you are may be the cost.
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Promises Not Kept
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Posted:Sep 30, 2020 5:15 pm
Last Updated:Oct 14, 2020 6:04 am 6236 Views
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A promise of tomorrow, and the day to follow.
A promise of a heart to have, not to borrow.
A promise to watch over through the night.
A promise to be held as you tremble away the fright.
A promise to accept every flaw.
A promise of love before all.
The one thing in life I've learned to expect,
Is the promise not kept...
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