vagabondprophet:

You said you were a stranger
But you said it so friendly that I didn’t quite believe yiu at first
You offered me a bottle
 When You noticed I was panting
and clearly dieing of thirst

I eyed it with suspicion
That’s when you spoke unto me
“ it’s a long way I’ve marched
thirst has no respect for drought
The good stuffs on the inside
So drink it down if you are parched

I  took a deep draft
Like a fool
Really daft
And I’m pretty sure I’m suffering now

Went down sweeter than love
Then tremors gripped me like a glove

“Take my money take my money
make this all stop”
 
With a deep deep laugh you Chuckled and spat “ not your money but your life!  Your blood your soul your heart, that’s what I wanted from the start”

I want everything, everything that makes you you.
Eviscerated violated and then taken to the grave
That’s what I want,  I want a slave

I wake up panting
And you stepped back into the mirror
Took a deep bow and pat yourself on the back sayin

“ if this isn’t want you wanted
Well then you won’t be haunted
But if I’m honest I think that you will be.

Yiu never once said no never once said go,
You’re conviction ain’t convincing
You were far from resistant.
Maybe next time arm yourself against all your favourite tastes and smells
Or you’ll find yourself on tour in deepest depths of hell