Make me hate it
Tare me up-push me down
Make me scream
and I'll be satiated.
Tare my heart out
If I cry, it's alright
I'm in need of a hand
to feed my doubt.
Chain me closer
let me feel how the steel
cuts my skin like the knife
was supposed to.
Leave me broken
in a heap on the floor
as I strain to hear
words still unspoken
Victimize me
what I want is to feel
how you feel when
it's Me you're accusing.
Note: Please don't interpret this as a kinky sex poem...it's something completely different.