Voluntary Servitude

Servitude. Subjection. Slavery. Bondage.
Yet, it is voluntary.

Again and again i was drawn back to my preference.

Have i suffered so much pain in the past,
that i become accustomed,
and unconsciously choose to be accompanied by pain,
become enslaved by the feeling of being opressed,
of being hurt,
of being torn apart?

And I cherish the smell of blood,
the sound of moan,
for i know that after the suffering,
nothing could hurt me even more.

Once i tried to follow,
what society has to say of my preference,
tried to enjoy the laughter and joy,
but i feel a hollow,
deep in my soul.

For pain is my happiness,
and moan is my laughter.

And i have found my society.
the pain-lover society.

yes sir and ma'am
that's me.
sadomasochist,
am, have always been and will be.
in and out,
all through the life.
and i am proud to be one.