Wearing rose colored glasses Blinded by the combination of fantasy and seduction Drawn into your web of deceit A tenacious girl interrupted by silver tongued promises of a charmed existence Allowing you to entreat
Slowly your spun gossamer encased me in its stickiness Gagging on my words I took my last breath Once the life was out of me I was of no more use Left hung out to dry in what was a pitiful death
Eyes adjusted to the darkness black as black could be The key turning in the lock Drowned the desperate plea Unknowing and afraid Of what would come next Tears began to flow Although having no effect
A tray pushed roughly under the closet door Scrambling to retrieve it Slipping on the floor Tired and hungry Devouring the paltry feast Maybe giving strength To fight off the angry beast
A captive, but why? It was still unclear How many days had it been since someone did appear? Was it even known that a prisoner was here? Would anyone come To quell the fear