Poems count, right?

A poem I put together from my journal in Creative Writing class a little while ago. I hope this isn't bad poetry, but then again, I'm reeeeally not a poet, so yeah. Here goes.

You told me you loved me last night.
The next night you, my love, were mine no more.
I now feel pain where I once felt love,
My eyes, once holding desire, now shelter tears.
For now, I must struggle to pick up the pieces
And maybe next time, be as selfish with my love as I can,
So that I can hope to never feel this way again.

So...there it is. Pretty self-conscious about my writing so I don't know how I feel about it. Maybe some more tweaking.

Inspired by Tumblr.

I read other people's Tumblrs a lot, but I rarely if ever update my own. But today I read from a male dom (BDSM, etc) and he posted this and I really liked it and related to it a bit. So I illustrated kind of, hoorayyy. :P~

Taken from this page here.



I made a bruise too! That's where I really feel proud. Never had reason to draw people with bruises, lol.

The reason that "s[he]", "wo[man]" and "[hir]" are in here is because the original post was directed at one sex/gender. There are male/non-binary submissives too, so everyone should have the chance to relate. :)