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Hanging by my hands in shackles In a dark basement My head hanging down No energy in my body Starving in my stomach Dullness in my eyes Paleness in my skin Pain all over Heart beat slowly
I don’t have enough for hate I just hang in the basement Once in a while, he comes He keeps me hidden as an embarrassment He sees me as a fucking sex toy He uses me for anything
All I’m dressed in is a bra and shorts He keeps me dressed skimpy And ready for him to rip them off I just want to die But I have no strength I tried to fight him... But all I got was blood My own bloody splattered
I can’t beat him... Maybe I can end this... Maybe I can stop the rape... Maybe I can stop the pain... Maybe I can die... I gather what strength I have left I lift my head up and see something I reached for it and almost got it... But the bastard walked in He knocked my hand away with a hammer He went back upstairs but not without a kiss I reach again and get the axe... I break the chain connected to the shackles And I break the other...
I’m just hanging there... choked to death By a chain around my neck
