Desolation
Thoughts, feelings, ideas do not matter here
In this prison one may call home
For me it would be a crime to go against her
Her wrath is too fierce, too strong, too sharp
Size of the body does not matter
Though she's smaller than me
I could easily overpower her
Could easily leave her
Easily ignore her
But all of these actions just fuel her to do more damage
More damage
And more damage
She will not stop
She will never be satisfied with me
Never be satisfied with my accomplishments
Keeps egging me on
"You know you can do better than that"
"Give me more"
I can't keep submitting
I'm in disarray
I'm being beaten
Thrown, torn, humiliated, dominated
Almost near desolation