I am not sacred, nor am I scared.
Only terrified because you don't care.
With no one and nothing to compare.
Again I turn to you in my despair.

You hold me up you push me down.
I breathe you in and all around.
You hold me close you grip me tight.
You have me here chocking all the night.

Like a clown or like a priest.
You cut me up and feast.
Like a matyr like to use.
I let you take me and abuse.

Staying Here, With Me Dear.
In My Thoughts There Is No Fear.

Drowning me in the pretty water.
Straggling me with your slick, sweet ropes.
Clawing at my insides.
Waiting to give birth.

Spiders crawling down my throat.
And now you calll me to your thrown.
Suck in sticky bliss and charm.
Cough and shake in alarm.

Never let me go, lovely.
Never let me go.
Forever this will be our show.
Until I start to show.

Forever us.
In trust.