A Submissive’s Journey

She Writes Chaos
1 min readFeb 18, 2024

This is how the journey began
with rope and knots,
running, scared of myself
and a crash that shook me.
The journey began with comparison:
“How can she be so like me?”
when I was sure the darkness
was mine alone.
I have been tied up,
sinking so deep into the rope
that my eyes were black pools,
empty of thought or worry
but full of oh so much pain.
Each time I come down,
I discover a new height to drop from,
a depth to the darkness
that I did not feel before.
This journey belongs to me,
even though I am theirs-
those little bits of ownership
that have marked my soul forever.
The journey into my submission is mine…



She Writes Chaos

Polyamorous girl, homeschool mom, poetry writer. Here are my thoughts, judge them as you will.