G..Taken

TAKEN

Hand over mouth
I take you down
Over your pretty lips
Under your unwilling gown.

I push my thoughts into you
Hold down your wrists
And feed my need
And release my evil seed.

Your pain is my lust
My pleasure is in the unwilling
Fight pretty baby and the end result
May be more chilling.

You are open to take it all
I enter your unwilling hall
Dry barren sore and bleeding
On your fear I am feeding.

It feels so good
To soil your well being
And when you sleep
It will be me
You are seeing.

And when you wake
In the black of night
That's me..... that's right.