Okay I don’t know if anyone has been on bookstgram recently, but all I hear about on there is the whole thing surrounding this Tori Woods book, and it just made me think a lot.
So for those of you who don’t know, Tori Woods (pen name) wrote a book called “Daddy’s Little Toy” which apparently (but I didn’t read it, I’ve just heard reviews) had content where the mmc wants the fmc from the time when she is three years old. Following the release of this book, readers rallied together and got it removed from goodreads.
Obviously p3dophilic content is vile, and I haven’t read the book (and refuse to) but the way people were reacting brought up some concerns, because people in the comments were saying things like “Yes!! Let’s cancel Haunting Adeline (or insert other dark rom book) next!!”
And that whole rhetoric of canceling books really concerns me, because I think it’s way too easy to start canceling things that definitely shouldn’t be cancelled, and considering a lot of things “immoral” and then just deeming them unworthy of reading.
Anyways, I just wanted to hear thoughts on this because this has been on my mind a lot, especially considering all the politics going on right now and how banning books seems to be at a forefront.
Obviously the p3dophilic content that’s supposedly in her book is horrific, but I definitely err on the side of criticism not censorship, so, thoughts?? I’d love to start a discussion.
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hey guys! This is some poetry I made! Please don't steal it or use it without permission. But feel free to draw your OCS in it or make a comic if you want. Just please ask permission first. Please. Anyways... It might sound dark but you have to get to the end. Trust the process guys! Trust! ✋😔
Your fingers pull the strings attached
The ones you said weren't there
The strings yank at my limbs
Commandon me to move
For you
The strings start to tangle
Each forced pull tightens
-legs, heart, arms, mind-
Until it tunnels my vision
Blurring the line between the waking world...
And the world you constructed for me
The world of lies
SNAP
a string breaks
SNAP
Now I'm only hanging on by a thread.
The final string breaks.
And your puppet...
Has
F
A
L
L
E
N
For
YOU
The air bitting at my skin,
Getting colder by the
Second
Until I'm too cold to move
Frozen in my tracks
The darkness is getting darker
Your sinister laugh
Echoes
In my heart
And makes my heart
LURCH into my throat
I'm falling
Faster
Harder
Longer
The wind screaming past my ears
Does even drown you out
Then...
Your gone
Just like that
The person that once held my strings
The one I'm falling for...
gone
Now I'm still falling but your not there to
Catch me
No one's coming
No one's noticing
I'm just
On my own
The unsettling warmth of you
Sinister laugh has
Left my ears.
I'm holding onto the last thread of you
For years.
I'm a limp puppet
Alone without its puppeteer
No idea what to do
No guidance
No strings
NOTHING
Just the dark abyss
Swallowing me whole
The ground inching closer and closer
The spikes of love glinting with betrayal
Until
...they pierce my heart...
They pierce my heart
Letting it
Bleed
I still don't have
Control
Of my body
I'm just
Sitting there
At rock bottom
Waiting for the end.
Looking up at the "sky" looking for any sign
Your shining face will
Return
For that u settling laugh to make it's way back into my
Ears
And into my
Pierced, bleeding heart
Waiting...
Waiting for you to help me
Heal me
Search for me
See that you made a mistake
But it never does
YOU never do
I sit there
For what feels like YEARS
Not letting myself breathe air that doesn't taste like
You
I don't want the sweet scent of you to leave my nose
I'm desperately hanging on
Praying
Wishing
Pleading
For you to
Come
Back
...please...
I slowly feel my arms tingling back to life
A sliver of hope in a dark abyss of
You
Are you there?
Did you return for what little of me remains?
I lift my bruised arms
Gather the shreds of my slowly bleeding heart
And hold them close
They stitch themselves
Stubbornly alive
My legs tingle with the same hope
The hope you'd return
But this time it's slowly replaced with the truth
I
Can
Stand
My legs finally holding their own
My mind clearing the fog
My ears free from the echo if your voice
But this time
Why mh ears threaten to lose the memory of you
I don't desperately
Grasp for it back
I just
Let
Go
For the first time in years
I let something
-someone-
Go
I feel the remains of the strings that bound my arms and legs
F
A
L
L
Away
Chains off a birdcage
The gate opening
The cracked wood of the puppet splinters away
Soft vulnerable feathers replace the hard wood
The bird flying away from its home of fake love and bi ding metal
I look to the sky and a new light is burning
I scan every nook and every cranny around
Looking
But I don't see you
You had been my light source for so long
Id forgetten what true light felt like
The warm glow on my face
The soft heat on my body
This time not the heat caused by you.
I feel my hands tingle and spark with a strange feeling I can't quite place
My gaze falls to my hands
They are
Bright
Outshining the dark
I hold them up and a bright, blinging light
Fills every hole around me
After searching every wound
Everu crack
Every crater and dune
I find the escape
Tripping over more spike
But I don't let them pierce my heart again.
I stumble over to the escape with a newfound strength
A mental strength
A strength that isn't borrowed from you
I pull myself through the dark tunnel that leads to the outside
I see the light of the bright shining sun getting
Closer
And
closer
Bigger
And
Bigger
Until I'm drowned in the light
I run
The solid under my feet-grounding
Liberated
Excited
Happy
Hopeful
My footsteps pound on the stone
Echo off the walls above.
Pushing off the grey solid, propelling me forwarf
I run through the light
Finally
Free
Free from your light that had drowned me for so so long
That's where I'm at now
I still have the scars on my heart
but it's back in
One
Piece
It's beating in its own
Beating for someone that's not you
It's beating for me...
ME
The one before I let you attach those strings to so long ago
But now that those birds are gone...
I feel...
...happy.
...truly happy.
This has been "Survivor" by haiko. Hope you liked it!
(p.s. HOW DO YOU ITALICIZE ON HERE?! 😭😭😭 I don't know soni just full capsed everything that was supposed to be italics.)
