You have lived another day .

When you expect to do everything.

I see the sacrefises that you do,

when I'm not your god.

Is amazing what goes trough your mind.

I take a small breath and you get turn on.

Whatever happens,pain is sometimes allowed.

You love me

because I don't love you.

It does you good

to suffer.

With me you have the choice of torture.

You can walk away from my life,

when I don't have you on a leash.

Wish upon a shooting star for me,

but I rather be dead.

Now I'm watching you as

you slowly die.

I hurt you

I'm not sorry

For what I truly desire

to see you suffer.