How long it’s been, Deathra,
My hands, my toes, my mouth were tied,
It’s not the first I began to taste pain,
There’s smile stuck on my face,
And, the torturer tortured this tormented soul,
I knew the fears of this world inflicted upon.
Hours spent to shed a tear of my flesh,
Tiredness I felt in their sickness,
And, you stood there invisible to them,
Watching everything as a lover of pain,
I found you there and you never left.
It’s strange that I lose memories of past lovers,
Still you are crystal to my memories,
Is it how you gifted the unasked gifts?