Blood & Bondage

[SELF ACTIVATE]

Blood & Bondage


I was once a young fool from the province of Sun Tzu
Born in a brothel I was raised by prostitutes
Force into the trade at the tender age of twelve
I was raped everyday by sleaziest of males
Like a prisoner in jail -- I had to sleep inside a cell
Where I was tortured like a demon in the deepest parts of Hell
In the darkness I would dwell...as the years starting passing
And my health began to fail from all the sex I was having
With those devils 'til a shell started forming 'round my seams
And the hatred overwhelmed every fiber of my being
'til a sorceress's spell finally freed me from the fiends
That were feasting on my flesh...
Yes she wore a satin veil and the fabric of her dress
Was imported from Lhasa in the kingdom of Tibet
As esteemed as she seemed I could still see that Death

Sought refuge in her eyes and his ch'i never left

What a secret she suppressed;

I thought it to myself:

"What if she was in a debt ... to a demon or pinyin
and she came here to collect?"

That's when I heard her breath

As she whispered to the mistress
it was me she would accept -- little beads made of sweat
Steady streamed down my cheek as the speed of her steps
had increased to the beat that repeated in my chest
As this dream manifested right before my very eyes
Like a nightmare come to life but I had no where to hide
When she starred me in my face then politely did reply
If today would be a day that I rightly like to die???
Cuz the violence that resided inside my curseth tomb
Would be silenced if invited inside my perversed room
Thus I took her at her word and accepted what she offered
Then she bit me on the neck blood drizzled same as water
As it trickled down my breast like a sacrificial alter
Felt the pain & the pleasure -- was it sex or was it slaughter?
Was I dead or now her daughter?

But instinctively I knew ...
the answers to those questions
As my aptitude improved ...
with every precious second
I spent starring at the Moon ...
I guess I got the message
When she told me to CONSUME

That's when I left the room -- all you heard were screams of horror
People running for the doors before their backed into a corner
Blood splattered on the walls human corpses on the floor boards
Torture rattled down the halls like a tune that was morbid

Then
all
you
heard
was
NOTHING!

Not a sound or a chorus!

Cause everyone was dead, except the child that was born
Inside that very brothel who was treated like an orphan
Before she courted Death or fell asleep every morning

...with poison on her breath



安息以前的我

[Nohbody]

this was cool. just to get my one minor complaint out of the way, the end rhymes in certain areas stop and started in some awkward locations throwing the flow off for me. like, i had to back track to see if i missed a line lol However, this was story heavy, and the nice descriptive writing did its work here. I hit a point where i figured out where the story was going early on, but it didnt detract because of how complete this body of work was in relation to the image. The technicals were good. The story was great. a real enjoyable read for me fam.

[OG Maestro]

^Agreed, as far as what Kayge said. And @SELF ACTIVATE I'd also note that I find it impressive that you wrote this from a female's perspective. I feel like that's one thing I run away from because of how I like the easy way of writing from a male's point of view. I wouldn't even dare talk about a prostitution ring and being raped like this, so it's pretty admirable and shows you are a true writer.

[SELF ACTIVATE]

Thanks for the more than stellar feed fellas. It's highly appreciated and I'll be sure to return the favors.
@OG Maestro thanks for the additional compliment my dude ... But bruh ... Bruh ... Bruuuuh... LOL ... I wrote this piece based on the pic that was given to me in an SS battle. I wasn't imagining myself as being the main character. Come on now fam lol. But I got you.


Again good lookin on the read.


I'll try to hit you with some feed a little later today.

[JEM.]

Wow... what a piece to return to, admittedly - I have not read open mic's in years... I was very impressed. The depth of the subjected coupled with the page-turning nature of the way you structured your words. I kept reading, no stop, the twist in turns, the climatic moments, particularly the deaths and the powerful conclusion... with poison on her breath. Strong.

Also, like OG mentioned, the fact this was done from the female perspective - was impressive.

I will keep reading, and definitely keep reading your stuff.

Well done.