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The monster forces me
onto his king size bed,
while coldly telling me
I’m his special little guy.
As he ties me up meticulously,
so tight and so aggressively,
he inserts a leather ball gag
into my mouth and throat
so my whimpers and screams
could be completely reduced
to small gust of fragile winds
trap inside a chained melody.
I can feel the looped rope
digging into flesh and bones
and without a breath or a sound
I become his latest marionette
with all strings attached.
Trapped as his prisoner
with nowhere to run,
the agonizing moment
has left me, melancholy
as I can feel my heart
shard of misery arms,
Revealing my last hope
of escaping is but
an illusion in conflict
with the reality
of my youthful mind