I don't remember.... my name.
*Head throbs in pain*
I don't know where I am.
*Gut twists like a fan*
The room is cold in dark.
*Neck stings from a puncture mark*
I feel like I might faint.
*Tugs at restraints*
There is something at the end of my vision.
*Door opens on the far side of the prison*
I can feel my heart beat faster.
*Bubbling laughter*
"Who's there!" I call.
"Someone who loves you." answers a female voice.
"Who are you?"
"Someone who loves you"
"If you love me why am I locked up?"
"So you will never leave me."
"If you really loved me you'd let me go."
"Then I guess I lust you."
"Please let me go..."
"Never, my lust."
"Who are you?"
"Someone who lusts you."
"Let me see your face..."
A match is lit,
my heart does flit.
She brings it to her face,
and my heart dose race.
I know her,
I owe her.
Her face comes closer to mine,
I loose track of time.
Darkness creeps back in,
black as souls sin.
The match sputters as it dies,
yet we hold each others eyes.
Another match is lit,
to light a candle stick.
It rests upon a cake,
one that she did make.
She sings a song,
I hum along.
"Happy 18th Birthday," she says.
She leans forward and kisses me.
and I say:
"You always said you would kidnap me," I reply.
I just didn't know she'd really do it.
...And I kiss her back.
"But next time can't you just cuff me to my own bed?"
U Kidnapped Me
