HIM

I could tell you a thousand lies about this story
I could sell you a happy ending;
but the way it happened, the blood on the floor,
the bite marks and the bruises tell the truth.

He grabbed me by the neck and started laughing
his voice was deeper and his eyes were pitch black
he talked in my ear and started looking me and laughing
always laughing and telling me how HE didn´t let HIM out to play.

"HE" never told me you were this cute, "HE" never let me taste you before,
but "HE" is not here anymore, and "HE" can´t help you know, -he kept saying-
I gasped and hold my necktie with both hands so I could breath
tears came down my eyes and he looked at me and laughed.

He turned me over so I would see his eyes anymore and he licked me
then he stopped and said: So you have wings, laughed again, and said
don´t worry I´ll tear them one my one, feather by feather
then he push me to the grown and started biting my wings off.

I cried and begged for mercy but that just made it more interesting for HIM
he laughed even harder and told me my blood tasted so sweet,
my tears gave HIM satisfaction, my begs made HIM stronger and he told me to
be quiet, then he pulled my over by the neck and hair, grabbed my face and said:
"HE" never told me what a pretty face you have and started slapping me around.

I could feel my blood rolling down my spine and hear the drops touch the grown
and the way he sniffed and growled every time I moaned in pain;
at one point my body couldn´t take the hitting anymore and I drifted away
my eyes were open and I could hear the slapping sound of leather on my skin.

He was enjoying tasting me, hurting me and he made sure that I knew it,
I tried moving away and escaping but he hurt me even more,
his eyes were glowing with satisfaction with each drop of my blood
and his thirst was unquenchable; he punished me and made me his puppet.

Playing with my body like if it was his own to claim
using me for his amusement and diversion
when I finally was weak and powerless
he howled like the monster and beast he had become,
showing me he´s real self, making me watch HIM.

He had won, no more gasp, no more fight only tears and blood came out,
He sniffed me one last time, he grabbed me by the neck and whispered
"HE" has never had the pleasure of having you like I did ....