I Have Faith In You

Oh.. how stupid am I

To dwell on my pain

Oh.. how dumb can I be

To be in this living hell

When I surrendered

My mind, body and emotions

I dedicated myself to you

With hopes you'll help me through

Now, my tide is calm

Facing my darkness within

No longer I want to be

Staying here dwelling

In such a short time with you

I find depth in myself

Emotions and issues arises

But they no longer stay for long

I want to laugh

I want to cry

I want to be in just joy

And it's caused you believed in me

My broken parts you've embraced

Hoping to break it down

Rebuild from scratch I'm to be

Under your marvelous wings

I have faith in you

As to you I surrendered and trust

Turn me from a brat to a woman

That's worth your time and space

Thank you for stepping in

When many choose to sleep

Guide me through for I believe in you.

Love, your slave

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My Awakening By The Wolf

"We live in our perception of people's perception of us" - Jay Shetty I might have gotten the words of this quote wrongly but the concept is still the same. 99% of the time... I live in this world of perception. Be it if I'm aware of this fact or not.

Adventure At Daddy's Country Part 2: I'm Made For Use

Darkness - Am I being blindfolded? For it feels there's something over my head. Dead silence - There's something in my ears. I can't hear. Locked - I can't budged. I can't move. Well, not more than an inch on my hands or my legs - completely bare and starfish on the bed! Speechless - I can't speak. Something slightly bouncy but big is in my mouth. Am I gagged? I tried to move - my hands, my legs, my head - hoping to remove the blindfolds or the ear plugs or the bindings but to no avail. And so, I tried to scream but I feel I'm only listening internally to the sounds I'm trying to make. This went on for 5 minutes as I slowly digested where I was.

Adventure At Daddy's Country Part 3: The Dinner

Something touched my cheeks softly. Caressing with a soft gentle voice saying, "Baby. It's time to get up." I stirred. Groaning. I don't wanna wake up. I'm exhausted. And so, I turned the opposite way. Again, the gentle touch. This time on my neck, slowly caressing down my nipples. Gently flicking it before a warm, slimy touch of the tongue loop around it. This time I moaned softly and edged slightly closer towards the person waking me up. But I could barely open my eyes. I wanted to sleep more. I wanted to just enjoy that touch.

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