Chains of freedom

Kate
Kate
Jul 30, 2017 · 3 min read

Grass aint so greener on the other side?

Danger, excitement, risky yes.. I got you.. she whispered.

Goosebumps arise, you are intoxicated by her presence. She smiles.. Can see you are addicted. Turns her back, bored… You dont own me.. Noone owns me.. Leave yourself open and she attacks.. Like a poison she kills your spirt.. She knows, this is the only way she can be loved. Fall and you will be burned alive.. Screams only reach deaf ears.. She knows, show love.. you want to please and show devotion?.. He holds me while slowly pushing razerblades down my throat.. Smiling holding you while cutting you from head to toe.. letting you bleed all your love seeps into the carpet, you look into his eyes.. he gives you that smile and calming reassurance that hes looking after you, showing devotion and love. Twists the knife deeper, you feel peace.
Soo intoxicating, no other high compares.

Your now turned.. your view of the world is a different interpretation. Show confidence and awareness.. know what you want and go get it.. Doesn’t matter who you hurt to get it. You see a gorgeous woman, you smile at her, she doesnt know what your thinking, but got her wondering..

I want both, you will need to deal with that.. Dont you dare question me, ask for clarification, I do not offer devotion, but merely comfort from your pain of mediocracy. Yet, if your eyes wonder, il be gone, like it was all but a dream…

You say i will never find anyone that loves me the same.. I smile and agree, that may be so.. what makes you think this is anywhere near enough for me… Im sorry baby, I need and crave much more than any man could ever give. Dont take it personally… its not you its me.. and i have no apologies for who I am, Im learning the same as you are for what I desire… You are not marriage material, you exclaim... You will never be good enough to be my wife.. I smile, you think i want to be yours? Im sorry if I ever gave you that impression. To be your wife would be a death sentance.. what have I done to deserve that? Im not your perfect, forever chick.. Im the one you will never forget and always yearn to control.. Scream im inadequate while for years to come never be satisifed with mediocracy. Tell youself over and over how happy you are with your adequate life yet crave the exciting and terrifying experiance you had with me.

Push me, show me your frustrations, help me fade.. take control, show me the pain I have made you feel.. Strangle me while i cry tears of happiness. Letting your anger out on me gives me the key to be free… Unlock my freedom.. help me fade, while you sleep I will drift away.. Your job is done.. I dont have time for your judgement.. Im gone… Like a beautiful nightmare…

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