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Chaotic existence

Poetry is and probably always will be how I feel I can fully express my thoughts. My Dom found me when I was at my lowest point and has helped me put the pieces of myself back together and grow into the person I was always meant to be. I have a bond with him I will never have with anyone else.

He chose me

I will probably never understand why he chose me but I don't need to.
I only need to accept and surrender to the knowing that he did.
He is my rock when I feel unstable.
He is my guide when all I see is darkness.
He is my protector when I feel unsafe.
He might not be perfect but he's perfect for me.
He's my Daddy
He's my Sir
In return I choose to fully submit to Him.
To trust his wisdom and guidance.
To strive to be the best version of myself.
To learn to treasure myself as he does.
To walk each day always knowing I am His.
And above all never question why he chose me.
4 years ago. February 27, 2020 at 10:37 PM

She has always been beautifully chaotic.
She craves connection with the same longing as she craves solitude.
Inside her burns a intense passion yet she craves a sense of inner peace.
She wants to feel in control but craves to surrender to escape her own mind.
Her love of pain rooted in the release it brings.
She wants nothing more than to be understood but fears no one can understand the depths of her complexity.
There is nothing simple about her nature and that is her blessing and her curse.
Now she must find the courage to embrace the fact that she will always be a beautiful chaotic soul.
Forever fated to be a mystery even to herself.

-Rebel Princes


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