I Write Poetry

It's been so long since the last time I wrote anything


I know i need to fix myself.
I ruin anything good that comes my way.
I wake-up everyday acting,thinking more like my father.
His dark matter is part of me.
The most interesting part
Sadly the most interesting part of who I am.
Border line pedophile
Only border line
Every man is my father
Every man is me.
The emotional pain is deep enough
When the oil on the pan hits my skin I like
I enjoy the little pain
No physical pain can compair

Physical pain is my safety net
When his hand
And his hand
And his Hand hits my face
I feel safe
When their hands wrap around my throat
Too tightly I can't breath
My face bloody red
I feel safe

When the whip hits my back
I know I'm in a safe place

Place

Placing myself here

The pain is peace,bliss,beauty,pleasure

Heaven and the closest thing to becoming love