Bondage

I chain myself to those thoughts

I give you the whip that still drips with the blood of my love

I give myself to the mental abuse

I give myself to be used and used some more

I seek freedom from freedom

I seek you through bondage

So I victimize sane thoughts

I repress the intellect

I choose this path in order to live

Compromising all worth to be kept as that faithful slave

I love these chains

Pain has proven to be consistent in quality and taste

And happiness, always served in the glass of uncertainty

So here I stay

I grow with this belief

This reality

Controlling the passion and its source

Schooling my traditions

Conditioning the mental

Molding the bowl in which perceptions will be crafted

This is my bondage

I am the giver and receiver of my stimulations !