drift us down the
quicksand
shiver shudder
then and
devil takes my one hand
and pulls me into fire
quells my own desire
and i never want to leave
so i am the mistress
of pain and misery
i am the concubine
of dark
i cant see how this was
meant to be
i reach out into the dark
hoping for a spark
but the hands that grab
are the hands that melt
and i am too scared to
escape alone
so see me in my pretty dress
i lay with the master
to ease my stress
he gives me candy
and makes me forget
why i was good
in the first place
and now i cant look
at my own face
