*revised*
I’m not a poet, it just took a life of its own. 😜
“Be afraid of the monsters under your bed,” they said. A running leap lands me safely on the sheets. Sink under the covers, heart in my throat. Squeeze my eyes, close them tight. Don’t shed a tear, don’t make a sound. Don’t worry, love, it will pass with the night.
But now they come.... by night and by day. No hiding can stop them, they are here to stay. These are monsters I should have been told. The ones I carry, whose lies I hold.
The monsters of my head, stalking my moves. Doubting my thoughts, I am nothing to prove. Voicing insecurities, flashing my fears. Taking comfort, swallowing tears.
They are never far away.
Never sleep.
Never quiet.
Their grip tight around my neck
Unworthy, unloved, unwanted, unkept
I claw, I scream - a silence no one can hear, then one breaks through and challenges my stare. But prove he is worthy, that he can be trusted. I dare him to satisfy the darkness I have lusted.
And then he commands, with confidence so grand. The tamer of my monsters with the flick of his hand. With the shush of his voice they scatter and flee. The voices of chaos silenced in me. The slaying of hatred, of worry and doubt. He destroys them all, my fears wiped out. Staring with wonder at the power he holds, pausing to watch as the layers unfold. I find myself bending to the dark of his eyes, touching places unseen I can no longer disguise.
Their fingerprint marks erased by his own. The tapes replayed and filled with a moan. Giving me comfort through a sea of tears, his hands light my body, like he’s known it for years. A pain released instead of trapped inside. He gives no excuses, no compromise, no place to flee or hide. He settles his self inside my walls, watching, waiting to catch my fall. And under him I see myself true, unbound by the monsters I’m awakened anew.
And so I come to him now, my slayer of monsters...
I cum with him now, surrendering all
Here I am,
I am yours,
I’m ready to fall
