Do you remember the last time you felt alive?
Was it when she delicately kissed your neck?
Was it when she whispered I love you?
Was it when she made you feel empowered?
Or was it only when you felt you were dying that you remembered what it felt like to live?
Was it when she looked at you with daggers?
Was it when she hissed out your name?
Was it when she ripped out your heart, that had only ever beat for her?
Do you remember what it felt like to die?
Was it the burning of your eyes as she walked away?
Was it the aching in your bones as she crushed every part of your being?
Was it the way the darkness engulfed your mind and never let you escape?

You stood there, poured gasoline on my body and held a match in your hand.
You would have burned me alive
I don't think I'll ever understand
You left me to freeze, alone in the storm on the coldest day in winter
You would have let me turn to ice
Is there anything you wouldn't have done?
You taunted me with threats.
I was afraid for my life. 
One wrong word,
I would be destined for the knife.
You ran a hot bath for me, lit the candles, told me to relax, while you held my head underwater
You made the bed neatly, spread out rose petals, and tied me to the posts
You lured me with promises
You killed me while telling me you loved me.