It came so fast, that fist of steel
The crunch of bone, it felt surreal
The initial pain I did not feel
As usual, I was your meal
I stay silent, I dare not frown
I turn away, my head slummed down
My blood dips freely reddish brown
It soils my new silk nightgown
My brain it pleads; please NO MORE
But I know my cries you will ignore
So I’ll just lay here on the floor
And wait in shame for your encore.