My heart pumped with fear,
as he drew near.
My back arched closer to him,
my breath quickened,
his eyes were cold a fiery red and bold.
I knew what he wanted,
I found myself surrendering to him.
My neck was not shy.
I was not shy.
He pulled me closer I knew my body,
was going to die.
I did not care I wanted him there.
No time for questions,
my life was no more,
as he tore like a wild bore.
I had no regrets.
I did not expect him to stop.
Now I stand with him for evermore.
To night we don’t stop,
to night we kill.
I stand in front of myself, back arched,
closer breath quickens.
This time its me the wild bore,
but this time my victim will be still for evermore.