The Cracking Doll. . . I

The world is cracking in front of my eyes,

I do feel the breaking sound of my bones,

The pressure inside my chest beginning to rise,

The abnormal sensation taking me down low,

I see his eyes on me and the danger is soon to be here,

My body is a broken glass, shattered and fragile now,

He knows I don't want to be here, crying and soon to be gone,

"Cmon baby, it's time for you to moan"

He approaches me and I feel the fire, abnormal and unwanted desire,

My body curls at his approach, wanting to go but can't move at all,

There's a light behind his frame, it's powerful and bringing this to an end,

I watch carefully and pray for my savior, he is light and won't hurt me anymore,

He grabs my face and pushes me hard, my back is hurting and so my heart,

The white light pushes him away, the light holds me and now I'm safe,

The world was cracking before my eyes, but now there's my light and the light I want to love,

He holds me tight and kisses my face, the warmth of his lips feel so grace,

My eyes soon close, feeling the darkness.

"Goodbye my love, I have to go. I love you, but love yourself more"

My body falls, but he holds me up, his hands pushing me closer but I know I'm not staying any longer. . .