My Torturer

Face down in a plastic covered room I awake
 My entire body's screaming from
 excruciating pain
 Abducted and kept in here for days on end
 Defined to the mind of a man so vile
 I've been beaten and burnt,
 molested and carved in
 He has peeled the skin off my back with a plane
 And with a 40-inch lead pipe and
 excessive force
 He's turned my hands and knees into gore
 Compulsive cruelty
 My body's a canvas for his urge
 A sick mind emerge
 In this desperate time of need to god I turn
 May my torturer's flesh in hell forever burn
 A fierce panic sets in, as a new run begins
 A sickening sensation as the drillbit meets the skin
 Leaving gaping holes for my insides to pour through
 My cries in vain "please end the pain"
 spur him on even further
 And then a fretting sting as the acid's poured in
 A wretched sound of hissing
 my organs frying within
 Force-fed my daily drug to
 keep infections from spreading
 To extend the time of torture till
 I remain no more
 Nothing left to hold on to
 All hope has faded away
 Unheeded are all my cries
 Begging for my demise
 A painful path into the ground
 Never to be found