Knowing that you'll be home soon
Biting my nails, I look to the moon
Hoping tonight will be the last
And my pain will be over fast
The tension as you entered the room
Goosebumps grew with a sense of pending doom
A slight chill touched the air
As you reached for my hair
You pulled my head back, Oh such pain
As you smiled, looking at my pulsing vein
I tried to put up a fight
But you held onto me tight
Pain searing through my skin
As you sank you're fangs deep in
My breathing began to slow
As my blood into you did flow
My heart began to fail
And my skin went pale
As my last pulse did beat
You let me fall to you're feet
Leaving me laying on the floor
I'm your toy no more
By Anne-marie Cockburn
