Prelude this is written August 31st, 2019. Almost 2 years ago. This one goes with the desecration of my gift. I’ve been like to point out that at this given time this was written and this was done, this was not abuse. What made it abuse and what made it scary and what changed everything is the way I was treated afterwards. This is why it hurt me so bad. Not to mention the fact that during the last two years I’ve had everybody else hurting me in the meantime it was hard to see through who is who and who wasn’t who that was hurting me. And I became blurry when everybody was and has been doing the same thing all at one time. It may not have been anybody’s intentions, but when I’m begging for over 3 years to STOP BEING HURT AND NO ONE HEARING ME, EVERYONE IGNORING ME AND ABANDONING ME.
WHEN AT FIRST IT MAY SEEM LIKE NOTHING BUT THEN IT BECAME TO BE EVERYTHING WHEN I CONTINUALLY LOSE MY LIFE OVER THE WAY PEOPLE TREAT ME WRONG.
So here’s the comparison between the two within the two years time frame. This hurts so bad to look at this and then what I know now and what has transpired since this day I gave my life.
With one gesture, one task He gave
His own breath He gave, Giving back life
The feel of dispair was replaced with care
When all others told I had no value,
He showed my value was priceless
Forever work never stopping had I, my all I gave.
Never good enough taking more
With one gesture, one task He gave
Giving a gift worth more than anything one could hold
A break He said, Take time, Decompress
Given the permission to stop,
When all others told me keep going, its not enough
Stealing my time, Time is what He gave!
No longer having care, or reason for life
Once used up, discarded, cast to the side
When the world said I was not good enough
With one gesture, one task He gave
He picked me up, and by His own breathe
Giving back life, and said that I was perfect.
For This my loyalilty be true, and my submission I offer You
Kneeling at Your feet, may I?
Sir, I Thank You for the Gift of Life
With that one gesture, one that task You gave
Ironically enough I wrote this before the first major scene that i’ve had in 2 1/2 yrs. This person, ive known now for 2 yrs, the ONLY ONE that has stayed true and supported me. Today, i allowed for the scene to happen, hung me today and took my very breath and life 4 times (i think lol) from me. given me breathe back. I had no doubts in the trust i have in Him. When all others have shown me to not trust, He showed me i finally can! With this i spoke a title that i havent spoken since my last release 5 yrs ago. No one earned that title till today. This is what TRUE BDSM STANDS FOR, WHAT TRUE BDSM IS!!!!
Targeted: The New Modern Day Slavery 