Tied To You
This was written as a sequel to "Trapped in a Rocker's Web of Lies"
That cold, hard floor is what keeps
Me tied to this world.
Marks that will leave bruises pepper my arms.
Your fingers touch the back of my neck
Before they're gone.
i just lay and stare at the grains
In the wood before I try to move.
You watch me as I try and fail.
You're the hunter and I'm your prey.
The hunt's now over.
My eyes are closed and
My breathing slows. You
Touch me and I whimper
Into that cold, hard
Floor.
Nails that seemly drip with
Vemon dig into my shoulders
As you pull me to my feet.
The more I fight, the
More you hurt me.
I know you think
That you can keep getting
What you want. And you
Think you can get away with
It because my lips are sealed.
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