Briana Knight

Rookie (December 8,1993 / New Orleans, La)

Bound - Poem by Briana Knight

I sat willingly in a chair.
A chair of fear and indecision.
I sat there because you said you care.
Letting breath a life worth living.
I watched doe eyed as you held the rope.
Fear tainted with desire burned.
Kissing sweet goodbyes to all my hope.
Slowy, I forgot all that I learned.
I allowed you to tie me down,
watching hungerly as you spelled my name.
In your eyes I saw my frown,
From your tongue was my dripping shame.


Comments about Bound by Briana Knight

  • (4/15/2014 11:40:00 AM)


    Great poem it is very powerful
    Can you please check out some of mine
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  • (9/6/2012 3:25:00 PM)


    Great poem, excellent choice of words and beautiful design. (Report) Reply

  • Briana Knight (7/28/2012 3:19:00 PM)


    I summed up a siguation i am just getting out of perfectly. Only now can I see how good a job I did with this poem. I am surprised in myself. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, April 17, 2012



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