Victimized By Torture
Taken without submission, you toss frantically.
Death embraced, your demise the product of me.
Pulverized and bleeding, your insides seep out.
Slash and chew organs, your vital fluids start to spout.
VICTIMIZED BY TORTURE.
I am confined.
My axe removing muscle, my knife incising flesh.
Stir around your organs, your body a bleeding spew.
Placed in an open casket, with insects leeches and vermin.
Locked for all eternity, wanting to get out.
VICTIMIZED BY TORTURE.
I am confined.
Solitary confinement, trying to break free.
My mind in deep concentration, my only enemy left is me.
I must get out to kill again, to kill my ravishers.
Yet alone, while they wander free, I can't stand this anymore.
I need to take my own life, I need to take my life away.
The only way to be free, is killing myself.
I chew through my arteries, Blood does spurt.
My life slips away, yet it does not hurt.
VICTIMIZED BY TORTURE.
I am confined.
Losing life rapidly, leaving this hell.
Then the insects broke the casket.
My chance to get out, to kill my captors well.
Now dying slowly, life draining away.
I'll soon get out of this place, dead.