Hello out there whoever and wherever you are doesn't matter as long as you're there I never quite thought that I'd be this way never mind all the questions I'll ask when I care If you had it to do all over again would you be this way would you see this way or would you pretend that the way that you went didn't quite reach the end? the end being near made it hard to believe that this chance that you'd taken had not set you free so we're trapped in a cyclone of what we could be ...

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...