Play With Me
You spoke to me,
Whispering in my ear.
Telling me how you want to take me,
Only wanting me to be yours.
Clutching me with your fists.
Placing me on my knees.
Hoping to make me weak.
Looking for a way to bring me pleasure.
As I feel so broken and lost,
Yet you wanna play with my heart.
Keeping me low,
to the point where I can't fight anymore.
How you send me in a whirlwind.
How you hold me against my will.
Play with me like a damaged doll.
As your own little puppet.
You having me in your hands,
Brings you happiness,
But to me, it only brings me dread.
Copyright © Reva Mae | Year Posted 2020
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