Reduced, to bring someone to a lower state
So cruel, so perfect, so free
They look upon it as a crime, misogynistic
Unable to see the truth that lies for some
Take me, strip me of all that I don’t need
The self-hate, the voices in my head
Take me, break all of my weaknesses
Tear me down to my essentials
Reduced, so I might be free.
Being less isn’t a crime against nature
For some it’s the best we will ever be
Being more isn’t always ideal
For some will crack under the pressure
I give you all my choices, my power
Wrapped in a leather leash round my neck
I give it all to you, kneeling at your side
Less can be more, submission can be freeing
Reduced, so I might be better
Exposed, naked, shaking and in pain
Tears streaming down my cheeks
Holes used and stretched and bruised and broke
Slumped forward, chained, from exhaustion
Tattooed, branded, belted, and choked
Made pretty, sexier, with your fists
Lost in need, crazy, craving that masochistic drug
Protected, torn down, rebuilt by you
Reduced to your perfection
