Bound
i am bound to my master
tied by the twisted web of fate
and of the way our minds tend to think as one...

we seem to be one master and I
lingering in the dark
and shadowy night...

blood dripping down my neck ..
...driping from his mouth
a red thick drink that sustains my life...
and his alike..

i look to the night sky ..
the pale moon light iluminating the dark..
my eyes heavy  as my master feeds on my lifeblood...

his heart, pounding in my chest..
in my head it beats on fierce..
a voice whispering ..

" ..your mine, my sweet.."
it speaks to me
".. i wont leave you alone now, not ever..."

the silent voice dies to a whisper
a soft and quiet guardian
always ..

bound to the voice..
to the pain
and the release.. i am now

i hope it never ends
this pain.. how  i embrace it so
and i ask of it ..to make  master happy if i must

for i am bound to my master always
and i am bound by his rule .
and he to me..