I dwell in darkness,
Unaware of any emotion,
My mind a blank slate, a canvas painted in reverse when you decided to take my humanity.

You, a feeble being, with no muscle on your bones and no hair on your chest.
You, who lied and manipulated until you were in total control of my actions,
You forced me to give up what you should have earned, what you shouldn't have asked for.

I needed a gentleman, someone old-fashioned who would love me and not play on my gullibility.

Yet here we are.

Me in the darkness of guilt,
You wherever the next woman lays with her body exposed for your enjoyment.

I hope you rot knowing that you were the one who put me here.
The place of nightmares, of terror, of guilt.
A darkness that greets drawn blood with a beautiful passion,
Who needs to feel the pain of torn skin and flesh in order to feel alive.

Yes. This is my new home. You put me here, and I'm going to drag you down to this hell if it's the last thing I do.