Suck Me Dry

It's time.

Not for evil and the wicked.

No

She won't allow for them to rule her any longer.

Time and time, she was pushed down. And each time, she got up.

Not standing, that always took a little time.

It'll be better, she thinks, one.

It'll be over, she thinks, two.

It'll be gone, she thinks, three.

But it's not.

You see, they trick her. Those fiends. Those cowards. Those harlots.

Don't be fooled by the pretty little lies they sing.

And sing

And sing

It's going a matter of a count down, until they strike again.

Strike at her hair, her clothes, her body.

They save the soul for last, it's their favorite thing to devour.

Like a demon, they savor the sweet, delicate, taste of her demise.

They leave her, alone and naked. On the ground, on the dirt, where she belongs.

There is no need for her now, she has nothing more to offer, to sacrifice.

She looks up to the heavens, not in fear but in relief.