Your Feeder

by steph   Aug 3, 2006


Yours finger marks still on my chest, your kiss marks still on my neck. My broken heart bleeds with my cuts. My breathe shortening, heart racing, gasping for air, your hands at my throat. Bruised body, no energy left. You see the fear in my eyes; your feeding off it because you feed off my fear and my pain. My pain keeps you alive. Your filthy body abusing mine, your abuse stringing along, your cutting my body making me bleed. Telling me Im worthless while you punch my face. I cry for help asking for someone to take me away. Finally my life is fading, finally my time is up. Your victim, your lover, your feeder is gone. Tonight you murdered the one keeping your worthless self alive.

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