Sweet Sacrifice

In the dark of the night people will find you,
Tear each of your limbs from your torso,
Rip into your chest and dig out your heart,
With rusty nails that glow,

A beaming red liquid dripping from there hands,
Inside your body, lucky to be alive,
A broken mirror, a knife, a shard of glass,
The tools used for one to survive,

There eyes watch your every move,
Waiting to pounce into your mind,
Any minute they'll search your brain,
Longing to press the button that says rewind,

In the cold sheets that lay on your bed,
In your dreams they whisper yet scream,
Coming up from underground,
Haunting the walls you sleep between,

After all the torture and bleeding scars,
For them to take what was once your life,
Remains nothing,
But there own sweet sacrifice.

Wrote on January 18th, 2007
©Samantha Jayne Reed