That time,
long ago, in the eve of life.
When all this was gone, but coming in, slowly.
Maybe when im 7 ill get to play more.
Maybe when Im 16 I'll go out more.
Maybe when I'm 20 I'll drink more.
Maybe when I'm 35 I'll be successful and happy.
Maybe when I'm 50 I'll be a CEO and embezzle myself a new car and watch.
Maybe when I'm 85 I'll realize how wrong every one of my goals were.
Maybe when I'm 90 I'll look you up, to talk, to remember all those good times, and the bad times - that we can finally come to peace with. - I'll prepare for days of what to say, only to find out you died 3 months ago.
Maybe...
falling backwards again
feeling that pain
that ripping pull
straight from my chest
stealing life.
I hit the soft bed
it feels like cement.
Contorting my body
instead of its own.
Moments pass
still nothing
decisions,
made.
I sit up
reach for the black handle
its cold, and direct
holding it against my head
I sign,
breathe,
and dial your number.
A leaf falls
into the rushing water.
Pouring quickly into the pond.
just like the beating of my heart
when I think of you.
Pouring my heart and soul into words
to make you understand
how much I love you.
But every time I try
my voice goes quiet,
my tounge lay dead.
And I hug you, holding you tight
makes me feel better.
You'll never know how much
I love you.
and probably never care
Just as long as we stay close.
My mouth will be dry and quiet
but my heart will beat faster and faster
for you.
He looked at her, so lovely, bound the way she was. Her cries muffled from the ball gag in her mouth. He raised the strap and brought it down on her supple white skin. The tears flowed freely from her face as he brought it down hard again. The sound of the leather and the vibration everytime it licked at her aroused him. He brought it down again and again raising welts in some areas and bringing forth blood in others. He brought the strap to her till she no longer cried out, her white round behind and legs were covered in little pink welts, blood welling to the surface of her snow white skin. He wiped the blood away with a damp cloth and she