Growing pain

Your teeth gild over my neck.
Leaving me with a throbbing affect.
Those hands caressing down my arms,
only making me wait for more harm.
Your eyes dig deep,
as I feel like I’m falling a thousand feet.
My skin shivering,
my heart quivering.
The rope strangles my wrists,
as I try to make me hands into fists.
You whisper into my ears,
“Had enough my dear?”