Jeg har bare smagt et kys 

Og nu er jeg så magtesløs 

Har ik' haft det sådan før 

Så jeg ved ikke hvad jeg skal gøre 

Og om jeg tør 

(Mia Roesen)

Den som dreper for sin sak

Har det absolutte og moralske tap

Misstolkede ideologier mister sin borg

Handlinger blir til meningsløs sorg

ukjent

Stolt eier av G-punktstimulator!

Valentine Smile

On Valentine's Day we think of those
 Who make our lives worthwhile,
 Those gracious, friendly people who
 We think of with a smile.

I am fortunate to know you,
That's why I want to say,
To a rare and special person:
Happy Valentine's Day!

By Joanna Fuchs

 

 



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en dag flyver jeg væk
uden at sige farvel

havde jeg dog bare kræfter
ville jeg græde
mit mørke ud

havde jeg dog bare ord
ville jeg be
om hjælp

havde jeg dog bare
mod
ville jeg leve

men jeg har
intet

en dag flyver jeg væk
uden at sige farvel

Ditte Marie Kristensen

Depression

Du tager mig holder mig fast

Du omgiver mit sind med mørke

Du tager glæden ved livet fra mig

Mit overskud river du bort med stærke klør

Min energi suger du til dig, som en ile suger blod

Min kærlighed klæder du dig med i triumf

Interessen for alting omkring mig hvisker du bort,

som kridtrester på en tavle, blankt og rent og

erstatter den i stedet med tristhed og ligegyldighed

Mine følelser pakker du ind i dysterhed

Du fylder det hele og er med mig alle dage

Du følger mig om jeg vil det eller ej

Du er min dårlige og syge halvdel

Du gør hver dag lang og uoverskuelig

Du tager livsmodet fra mig, så jeg ikke længer vil kæmpe

Du fylder mit sind med selvmordstanker og skrækkelige billeder!

Du gør mine tanker uklare og tågede, så jeg mister fokus

Du fratager mig min evne til at kunne rumme andre mennesker omkring mig

Du fylder mig med smerte, så der ikke er plads til andet en den

Du tager mine følelser fra mig, og hvor de før var er der nu tomhed

Du favner mig i dit kolde hårde greb, fast og svært at slippe ud af

Du fylder mit hjerte med fortvivlelse

Min sjæl fylder du med kulde og sorg

Du er som selveste helvede på jord, pinefuld og smertelig

Jeg er en del af dig, og du er en del af mig uundgåeligt knyttet sammen.

Depression du tager mig i dine stærke klør, forsvind langt bort, og slip mig fri igen!

af Sommerfuglepigen

19-12-2009 02:42

Her er digtet ‘Kære depression’, 

som jeg læste op i TvLorry.

Kære depression,
Du er ikke en ønsket gæst i mit liv
Du tager min glæde,
Min lyst til livet
Mit liv

Du er et vinterhi
Der varer ved
Du er de sorte briller
Mit sind får på

Du er alle de tårer,
Jeg har grædt
Alt den sorg, jeg har følt

Du er den fysiske smerte
Når livet gør for ondt

Du er tvivlen
Der stjæler mit håb og troen på
At alt nok skal blive godt

Du er alle de ting, jeg har sagt
Men mest af alt er du det usagte
Du er de gange, jeg har lidt i stilhed

23. januar 2011 Af Sara Rützou

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Love Bound

 

Love Bound

Some call me a lucky wench

as I lie here on this bench,

waiting for the first soft touch

of the hands I love so much.

From soft to hard, slow to swift,

I can sense that subtle shift;

Yes, he knows my every need.

This I know, by such I'm freed

From the hurt that I've endured;

I can rest in love assured,

know that I can be myself,

not hide away on a shelf,

where no one 
can ever see me smile,

In that slow, ever sweet style,

that shows that I am at peace,

having felt happy release,

from the stress that I once knew,

from those things that made me blue.

Now I turn my face to you

as the lights begin to dim;

all your equipment brought out;

Why I'm here, I have no doubt.

The feather touch of his hand

takes me to the promised land.

There is no hurt or sorrow there,

no hate, fury or despair.

How I love it when I'm kissed,

that sweet feeling that I've missed,

that turned me all upside down,

sent me spinning round and round,

made me feel I'd reached the sky.

You let me know that I can fly,

up to the stars high above,

never lose your tender love.

So now I must say,

god bye;

There are things that I must do

to ensure new heights of bliss

with every successive kiss.

So, until we meet again,

I will be bound to you,

for the first I call you my Master,

I call you my lover

and I even call you my friend.

Miss Monique

Wednesday, 17 September 2014

Code: 1409171988787© 2014 Safe Creative

License: All rights reserved

You know

I need your discipline like a drug,

your control is like an obsession,

your instruction is like a prayer.

You know I love you

and I know I never will get you,

every time I write these words

they become a taboo,

I know I'm not supposed to love you

and I'm not supposed to care.

I'm not supposed to live my life

wishing you we're there,

I'm not supposed to wonder

where you are

or what you do,

I'm sorry I can't help myself

I'm in love with you.

You know I love you

and I know I never will get you,

every time I write these words

they become a taboo,

I know I'm not supposed to love you

and I'm not supposed to care.

Love is not just a verb,

it's you looking in the mirror,

love is not just a verb,

it's you looking for it,

maybe you can call me crazy,

we can both be miserable

or even insane,

a fatal attraction is common

and what we have common is pain.

You know I love you

and I know I never will get you,

every time I write these words

they become a taboo,

I know I'm not supposed to love you

and I'm not supposed to care.

While living my life in the margin,

my head keeps spinning and turning me crazy.

If I told you that a flower

bloomed in my dark room,

would you trust it?

That flower inside me,

inside my dark room,

that flower is you.

You know I love you

and I know I never will get you,

every time I write these words

they become a taboo,

I know I'm not supposed to love you

and I'm not supposed to care.

As simple as that

you know that!

Sincerely, yours truly

Miss Monique

Code: 1405040796149© 2014 Safe Creative

License: All rights reserved

jeg har tviholdt
på en god tanke
i flere timer

det hjelper ikke

Finnes noen i verden

Finnes noen i verden

som kan se meg

Jeg har lyst til å skrive

se mine tårer

men jeg gråter ikke

gjør ingenting

som noen kan se

om jeg er død

eller levende.

Fantes det noen i verden

Fantes det noen i meg

Men jeg gråter ikke

gjør ingenting

og ingen kan si

det

gjør ingenting.

Dikt 7

ES,2008

Mitt stille sinn

du kan ikke lese mitt fjes 

når jeg bærer en maske.

I mitt stille sinn
slipper ingen inn.
Jeg smiler og ler,
det er hvert fall det de ser.
Hvor er lykken og gleden som en gang var?
Nå kjenner jeg bare smerten
som river og drar.

I mitt stile sinn,
hvor ikke mennesker slipper inn.
Der hører jeg nedverdigende tanker,
det er min egen kropp jeg banker.
Smerte og angst, slipp meg fri.
det er som om jeg lever i min egen tid.

(ukjent)

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Mitt sterkeste lys, er nattens mørke fullmåne. Disse få netter hvor månen synes. Min egen sol finnes, men lyser ikke på meg.

jeg er der nede
hvor intet lys 
slipper inn 

hvor mørkegribbene 
med deres måneskinnsbleke hud 
hakker i ens hjerne 
flår kjøttet av kroppen 

der nede 
hvor skrikene 
kun merkes 
aldri høres 

der nede 
hvor intetheten 
fyller så mye 
at man ikke kan røre seg 
tross den uendelige plass 

(fritt etter "Dernede" -.dk)

i find pleasure, joy, and fulfillment from being submissive

to my Master in a loving relationship.

i am not weak or stupid. i am a strong woman,

with firm views and a clear concept of what i want out of my life.

i do not serve out of shame or weakness, but out of pride and strength.

i will look to my loving Master for guidance and protection, for never

will i be more complete than when He is with me.

i know that He will protect my body, my mind, and my soul

with His strength and wisdom.

He is everything to me, as i am everything to Him.

His touch awakens me and His thoughts free me.

Only in serving Him do i find complete freedom and joy…

His punishments may be harsh, but i accept them thankfully,

knowing that He has my best interests always foremost in His mind.

If He desires my body for pleasure, i shall joyfully give it to Him

and take pleasure myself from knowing that i have brought Him happiness.

However, the pleasure of the flesh is but one facet of O/our relationship.

The love, the trust and sharing, the words spoken and felt,

those are all parts of this relationship.

My body is His, and if He says i am beautiful, then i am.

No matter what i look like to others, i am beautiful in His eyes,

and because of that i hold my head high.

If He says i am His precious jewel,

then i am that…a beautiful, sparkling gem.

If He says that i am His pet, His slut, His whore, then i am that..

as wanton and dirty as He wants me to be.

My mind is His, to expand, to explore, to know only as He can.

i have no secrets from Him… for secrets are a thing that would

keep me from being more perfectly His.

Secrets would put a wall up between my Master and myself…

and i do not want walls.

His lessons are not always ones i would seek on my own,

but they are lessons He has decided that i need, and so i learn from Him.

My soul is His, as bare to His touch as ever my skin could be

when i kneel naked at His feet.

Never a moment goes by when i do not feel His presence,

be He miles away or standing over me.

If i were to ever displease Him, His displeasure would be a blow to my soul,

worse punishment than any lashes could be.

The anguish of my soul that i feel when i disappoint Him

is harder to bear than any physical anguish i feel.

i am grateful that he cares enough about me to spend

His time and energy so freely on me.

i have the easier job, to feel, to experience,

to let myself go and abandon everything to Him.

i am His pleasure and His responsibility, and He takes both seriously .

i am a submissive woman.

i am proud to call myself that, my submission is a gift that i do not give lightly,

and can only be given to the One who can appreciate that gift and return it tenfold.

Only to my Master who has that strength, will i give myself fully,

because i am strong and proud.

i am a submissive woman.

Michelle Fegatofi 2:16 AM 22 October 2014

Read more: http://bdsmunveiled.blogspot.com/2012/12/i-am-submissive-woman.html#ixzz3Gs0QoIQx

Every night when I come home...

DET OMÖJLIGA
av Gunnar Ekelöf

Vad tror du? Att du duger? Aldrig!
Hur skall jag då leva?
Du skall inte leva.
Men hur skall jag vara då?
Du skall inte vara.
Jag förstår ingenting!
Varför frågar du mig då? Vi skall alla dö.
Än sen? Vad hjälper det mig?
Nej, ingenting särskilt.
Tycker du att jag skall ge fan i det här?
Ja, det tycker jag.
Jaså.
Men bli inte arg för det. Det är bara som man säger.
Ja, jag vet inte jag, men det är svårt.
Ja, det är svårt.

xxx

Den nakne kroppen er nesten borte.

Han ligger foran meg, men jeg kan så vidt skimte ham. Noen få flekker av ham er alt som ikke er visket ut, men de fyller meg med et sinne som sluker alt. Først da han er helt borte, reiser jeg meg. Jeg er også i ferd med å forsvinne. Armene mine er foran meg, men jeg kan ikke se dem.

Jeg går og går, og kun morgenen vekker meg til verden.

Jeg faller. Tårene mine renner, forsøker å vaske meg tilbake, men jeg vil ikke.

Hendene mine finner sliren før jeg vet hva jeg vil.

Jeg dekker kroppen min fra bunn til topp.

Verden vil aldri finne meg igjen.

Bian Shen

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