Suicide Way out

Forget the past forget the future this is right. Drink in hand I cry my mind wondering why. The only way out now is suicide. I don’t want to live this life, thinking of the reasons why. I used to be do or die but right now it is just die. My mind used to…

Nails Dig Deep

The gentle caress That we all long for in life Skin to skin within   Gentle yet so soft The hand strokes across my back Relaxing I smile   The finger tips move The nails digging deep within My body jolting   Pain echoing deep Blood pouring out through the cracks My skin blistering  …

Cry

I need to raise these walls up Right now I am the only one in the town The walls blocking out all the crowds Who do I turn to when tears wash away the colours? I hate what it takes, the effort and time to make them see who I am. The street is a…

Ghostly Past

Hated and disgusted Run and hide a life of hurt Body running wild and free Tears falling, feet bleeding Years wasted hating and crying The ghostly past haunting me My mind forgetting about dreams Daydreams of sunshine and holidays Love and happiness Lost and forgotten My mind forgetting how to day dream I found a…

Shame shine

Stand up tall show the world you have fallen Hold your head up high and show your proud Let your shame shine, shine bright in the sunlight Shame isn’t a weakness it isn’t a fright for you or I Let them all see, the shame your carry like the shame I carry with me Shame…

Why facebook is failing and quick MARK!

So many people are running and fast from facebook, using Instagram, twitter or Lyfe as their main platform.  Why is it, what are facebook sorry what is Mark Zuckerberg letting happen that is just down right fucked up and crazy?   Well, I can tell you exactly because I myself have witnessed it, and had…

My subspace

Hands up high, unable to move down Your hands slip the blindfold down. Heart racing quick at the sense of freedom As you put the earbuds inside so I can not hear you Mind totally free, free from the pain Mind totally free, free from the game The life is a game a wicked one…

Why I love and hate 50 Shades Trilogy

So, I get asked this a lot. Are my books like 50 shades of grey? Now while I am willing to say no, I also have to say yes, they both are sort of love stories, they both involve detailed sex scenes, however, the 50 shades trilogy is not BDSM. Now been a part of…

The sting of a whip

Guided to my heaven, I bow down to my knees Eyes closed waiting to please Your hands wrap the blindfold around As your lips kiss my neck Helping me stand, you lift up my arms The shackles ringing loud As you tie me and I am bound Your steps so quiet yet I hear them…

The real me

Hidden beneath a mask A fake smile upon my face Your all looking at me Like I am amazing I hide who I am Because people can’t handle the truth Yet inside I am dying To show the truth For years I sat quietly So quiet and petite My mouth holding my tongue Trying to…

Wicked Mouth

Falling to my knees, I am at your feet While I may kneel before you, I am never below you While you own me, I am still free While you choose the ultimate direction I choose a list of options for you to choose from On my knees and waiting, The tension building Blindfold over…

Fixated with pain

The ropes pull tighter holding me in place. My mind whirling watching for the pain Your grimace so perfect adding to the taste My body begging for the pain The needle piercing the skin Blood dripping from within Tongue lapping it up Sensation overload from above Your hand grasps my throat Fighting for breath but…