The walls were closing in
You threw your hands where they never should have been
Your presence brought nothing good only sin
You wanted to make sure that I loss
And only you would win
You let the voices control from within
You craved the taste of my supple skin
The line between dangerous and devastating was increasingly thin
You need not a cue for the abuse to begin
You found my screams beautiful like a violin
The blood dripping incited your grin
You relied on my agony like a devious underpin
The bruises on my body were a token of your appreciation
They debuted on my body when I opposed the operation
When I refused the organization
You spoke without communication
You gave endless "love" with sinister interpretation
You lazer focused your blows with great precision
You concentrated your cuts with careful incision
The wicked whispers clouded your vision
Your "love" crashed into me like a disastrous collision.