I love the way you tighten your cracked lips when you tell me to be still
Your sturdy grip intrigues me.
I want that grip.
I want that control.
I'm addicted to that drowning sensation when I should be welcoming the blistering bruises on my thighs.
My eyes crave the glaze of fresh tears that I'm too strong to let go.
My throat holds on to the vibration of a threatening yelp. Don't you dare cry
I love your red eyes and shaking arms.
your nails are digging deep into my clavicle
You shout but all I can hear is my slow breathing and fast blinking trying to block the quick saliva from that degrading speaker you call a mouth.
I'm selfish. I'm fat. I'm ugly. Lose weight you worthless piece of- Don't make me tell you again.
I think I need you, don't leave like you left before.
I will give you all of my control just give me your love.
Daddy, I need you.
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