Slowly peacefully I fall asleep,
In my slumber I start to weep
Tossing, turning I grip the bed,
As dreaded fears fill my head
A cold dark cemetery is the place,
I meet a man face to face
A sadistic smile, an evil glare,
My eyes betray compelled to stare
He stands tall his features concealed,
My willing body suddenly yields
I feel his hands his icy embrace,
Leaving a shiver where fingers just traced
Unspoken words, desire he craves,
Suddenly my body cascades to a grave
His body on top a knife in his hand,
A romantic encounter is not what he planned
I wriggle for freedom, my tears so fresh,
A cold sharp blade touches my flesh
I welcome the point enjoying the pain,
Soft pleasing whimpers I cannot contain
Harsh winter raindrops I feel on my skin,
Feeling his hardness enter within
Pushing in deeper, I thrust up to his need,
Crying out louder as I beg and I plead
Feeling his bite, his lust for sweet bliss,
I’m slowly drowning from his deadly kiss
Falling deeper into this hellish whole,
I see his black heart and tainted soul
A last whisper, an intake of breath,
I finally realise I’m about to meet death
Eyes shut tight, body starts to shake,
The images change as I suddenly awake.
 
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