I delight

in dimming your light

I delight

when you put up a fight

I delight

when you use all your might

I delight

when you say

"this isn't right."

He loves you

in a way so strange

he loves you

with knifes, firsts, and change.

he loves you

when he cracks your head against wall

he loves you

when he makes you fall

he loves you

every time you cry.

he loves you

and that's why you must die.

You gasp and fight against the hold

your blood-

on the ground-

is running cold

the shirt he wears

yet your heart drops;

you wished he cared.