• When I imagined death, I never imagined it to be this sweet

    Every moment, a passing glance, was torture

    I want more

    My greed was my end, and she was the start of my misfortune

    Her embrace branded me, leaving scars on my soul

    Slender arms around me unforgiving like a noose around my neck

    How cruel a fate that she would see me crawl to the edge of the abyss, rather than end it swiftly

    I was to be sustenance to her lust, and her bed a sacrificial altar

    In a place not far from Hell, our physical bodies collided in unholy matrimony

    With every thrust and every moan, she took from me my most precious possessions

    My sanity, my will, my dignity, my pride, my energy

    Her lust and greed knew no ends, she wanted all I had, and I would upheave holy grounds to lay in a coffin and offer her my soul

    I would forsake myself to give her satisfaction

    What I had fought so hard to contain, she dragged out of me in a climax of true pain and ecstasy

    My soul, empty.

    My mind, broken, and unrecognizable.

    In the wake of my destruction, she slithered her way across my chest

    Her smile haunting, and unforgiving

    Face to face with death herself, so close breaths in sync. Her scent was poison in my burning lungs, eyes low and slit with malice

    She whispered, a knife into my heart

    “You are mine's.”