My dear how I have seen
How you look at me
With eyes of lust or longing
With cries, for us not dawning

My dear how I’ve obliged
Fell into your eyes
And looking around I’ve seen
An endless path of treachery

My dear how I’ve followed
Blindly, until not
Walking without my own path
Walking through your bloodbath

My dear how I have wished
For something more to come of this
Something real, something alive
Something that I don’t need to disguise

My dear how I have hoped
That you would oblige
Hear me, or listen or lie
Hear me call out, hear me cry

My dear how I’ve procured
And oblige you have
Now you’re under my keeping
No escape, no fleeing

My dear how I’ve oppressed
What you’ve given me
And in this place I manage
And in your place, I damage

My dear how I have been
So afraid, of what you’d say
My dear how I have prayed
For you to set me free