you got a friend in me

I scream at the knife being forced into my skin

It seems he’s having fun, I never should have been

In that place

At that time

Gotten into his car

Every time that hammer hits me, I can see stars

My hands bound to the ceiling

He’s asking me for favours

I want it to be over, but he continues to savour

Every

Little

Emotion

He’s sick and twisted

Im innocent, aren't I?

Just a little girl, screaming at the sky

Asking God for help, as the blade pierces me again

Why is he laughing? Why aren’t I dead?

A cloth over my mouth

I’m feeling dizzy

I fall into a deep sleep, knowing this will happen again

He continues to reassure me

That I’m his only friend