Bond by 10 weights all strap to a different leather band around each limb Never getting lighter always getting tighter and heavier Eventually it just doesn’t matter anymore The weights looses their grip All that’s left are 5 battered collars No escape from their iron grip Always asking for their weights
Tag: weights
little poems i wrote:
USER & ABUSER: you enielate me every inch of me loves so complicating you chew me up and spit me out you drain and kill me you beat me cheat me trick me i can not be alive you wont let me be alive you suck me in till i drown