“Look At Me”
I can’t. It is too hard. There are so many things going on at once. The sensations get to me.WHen there presence surrounds you. When you can taste them and smell them and get caught up in all of them. You sometimes just want to feel, taste, and smell.
What would happen if I truly looked at you, though? What would I see?
Is it the monster, the sadist, that enjoys making me feel pain? Or is it the Daddy that wants to care for me but can’t quite figure out how to reach me?
And which one do I want to see? What if I see something different than who you really are? How long can I keep them in my mind before I really look at you and see you for who you really are?
What if who you really are is what I really want?
Lisa Gray 