• Like an arrow through my heart,
    you have weakened me,
    Still, I will not break.

    Though the pain,
    so fast and hot,
    Spreads within my core,
    I am determined

    Your gentle blade pierces me
    Through and through.
    On my knees, I refuse to fall

    Such graceful moves caress me
    As they spill strawberry drips,
    Streaking my skin like roses

    You hold me with an easy smile,
    I welcome your razor edge.
    Blood dripping, body folding,
    I am defeated