She lurks around the corner
trying to catch me off guard
and I think I'm prepared
but every time she trips me
again.
again.
again.
I lay on the ground trying to comprehend
what happened
but it's too late
she has me in her hands
again.
again.
again.
pain is her name.
she loves this game.

You're choking me!
                                                     good.
Let go!
                                                      no.
why not?!
                                                      i'll never let go.
I can't breathe!
                                                      that's not my fault.
yes it is!
                                                      if you weren't such a weak little *****...
fine- choke me. I don't care anymore.. I'm comfortable with you around now.
                                                      well if you are comfortable ill just have to step my game up.
No! Please! Don't!
                                                      to late.
I cant take this!
                                                      good.
I give up
                                                      why?
I cant beat you
                                                     you're right.
Id rather be dead than live with you.
                                                    then **** yourself.
fine.