Whip my skin until it cries and bleeds, <br />carry me upwards, fill my needs, <br />drain me dry before you go, <br />leave me here, on with the show. <br /> <br />It's nothing new, you've been born, lost and found, <br />shackled by chains is all you found, <br />your day will come, as mine is to end, <br />I shall wait here on destiny for you my friend. <br /> <br />Ride the crescent shaped moon in your life, <br />if they hold you back, cut the needy out with knives, <br />live again, run free with desire, <br />come with me - your true love desire. <br /> <br />my gauge says empty, I've run my lifes race, <br />I carry the scars, which are written on my face, <br />aimlessly wondering into the unknown darkness, <br />come pray to me, for I am churchless <br /> <br />My days turned to nights, my nights into misery, <br />I unleash these wrought iron chains lewdly, <br />want to feel me, kiss me, touch me.... <br />come please me, tease me and kill me.<br /><br />D.A. Woods<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/boxed-in-clever/
