Objectification

Suffocating in bliss
I’m choking on my own spit
She put a grocery bag over my head
I don’t need no
Oxygen when I’ve got
Oxytocin
Her devil loves my demon
And my skin loves her whip

Chained up in an airplane hanger
Hit me til I’m bloody
C’mon let me take your anger
Geeked up when you treat me like a creature
Knees hurt, I’m dirt
Objectification
My pain’s your pleasure mommy
Do what you want to mommy
Your hate’s intoxicating
I only do what you’re saying

I’ve been searching the corners of my mind
For an explanation
But why should I
Hide from the light for
Pseudo acceptance