Prisoner 

Prisoner

A prisoner to no man.

To no woman.

My body is my sadistic captor.

It thrives on my humiliation.

It writhes in ecstasy as I languish with pain.

It forces me to acknowledge the chains it binds me with.

The continual tightening of my restraints.

The restraints threatening my freedom

My independence.

My life.

The only escape is in my mind,

And in my spirit.

In those I can still soar.

In those I am a prisoner to no one.

Not even my body.

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