A southern accent
Fallen raindrops in his hair
Tough boots
covered with diamonds, everywhere
A filthy nose
A seducing smile
He says:
"You will be staying here for a while."
His shiny eyes
A sudden blur
His hands shaking
Not as calm as they were
He covers my eyes
Puts tape over my mouth
I hear a scream
A scream, so loud
I realize, it's me
And pain fills the room
"Don't worry now", He says
"It will be over soon."
A final hit
I'm on my back
It's over now
I'm dead.