Submission

Once upon a time you could say no

Once upon a time your family will push you to go

In life, you don't know who you really are

Unless you look in life not near, but far

Usually in life you are in control

Unless you’re in a situation that weakens your core

Once it weakens your core, you think you’re cured

When you think people help for your own natural good

Core weakened, addiction filled

You let it on out, you will get killed

Once you figured it’s not an addiction

It's another thing, its worse, submission

You laugh and cry, you hide it inside

Knowing that every moment you want it to die

You thought that in your head it was passionately sick

But it’s an uncontrollable urge, a sin, a tick

You crave for flesh, which is a sin

They feel the clothe of the flesh, which to them is thin

You violently push and then suddenly stop

Because you know in a moment your about to pop

You fall and melt as they lick and stir

You rolling on clouds, that push, you purr

Knowing its wrong, the thrash and rouse

Your heart is opened like an unbuttoned blouse

You are not crying, put a tear falls from your eye

Because in your mind you know you died

You submit because you knew want it

You submit because you fiend, you need it

You submit because you knew it was wrong

You submit because you fought before it was gone

You awaken, refreshed but felt misused

You know you refused, but now you’re confused

You lay and say "I know you crave the rest of me"

He says "It's okay, I gave you my ecstasy"

The tension in your body went into remission

All because you did a total submission

My question to you and then I am through

Is submission a form of total control that is taken from you and meant to be sold?