🖤 Cold Belt

Happy Valentine's Day to everyone spending this time in solitude, their inner world, personal hobbies and interests being their only true love and passion... 😌

In the shadows of this blackened world,
Where darkness reigns supreme,
A tear falls from my sunken eye,
As I drown in self-hate's dream.

My days were spent in solitude,
Enveloped in despair,
Until I found your cold embrace,
Tight belt that held me there.

And as I cinched you tighter still,
My waist grew smaller yet,
A newfound love consumed my soul,
Sadness I began to forget.

Oh, tight belts are my saviors now,
They hold me close and true.
With every notch tighter than before,
I find strength in what I once abhorred.

Now embraced by our unholy union,
I've finally found my way,
No more will I struggle with depression,
For my tiny wasp waist remains.

So here I stand, a changed man,
Embracing my love anew,
Together we'll face the darkened world,
With hope that one day, our pain is through.

In the gloomy corners of this dismal realm, where darkness dominates every corner, a single tear cascades down my pained cheek, as I find myself submerged within an ocean of loathing and regret. Each day was spent in isolation, shrouded by despair, until I stumbled upon the frigid grip of your presence – a sinister force that both terrified and allured me. As I allowed it to engulf me completely, binding me closer than ever before, my physical form began to alter; not only did my waist diminish, but so too did my spirit, consumed by a passionate fire that burned away any trace of sorrow or despair.