Holding me captive in you needle-like grasp.
Lay me down on my bed of nails;
Where my hatred and spite cannot compare.-
Inwardly screaming, I throw down my walls;
Against you my safeties cannot hold for long.
It is inevitable that you break through my defenses;
Flailing and biting, paining all the senses.-
Shredding my safeguards, clawing at my soul;
Your body is warm against mine, but I grow cold.
Each move becomes cruel and calculated;
I bleed until my wounds are satiated.-
Shedding tears, shedding skin;
My fatal mistake to let you in.