SILENT SCREAMS

There you lurk with those gingerly steps, all for a sadist laugh.

Ensnared by the bait, yet another Leda is charmed by the mighty Swan.

As if it was not enough already, once again you instill the same pain.

Having spurned her unceremoniously, you yearn to witness her spirits wane.

Why would you bring her to same masochistic self? Why would you have her feeble?

Haven't you preyed on her flesh enough? Couldn't we spare her of your design evil?

Why feign feelings? Why cast another sinister hex?

Why shed her blood once more? It's not been long since you ruffled her nest.

Curiously, when you tear her with gnawing claws, we see you thriving in your guilt.

With a strange air of martyrdom, she embraces all hurt at her peril.

A grin spreads on your face when she chokes soft sobs.

Possessed by a feral passion, you draw her pulling her locks.

With the time, the terrors grew and you gave a content sigh.

I swear on God, the morbid struggle didn't pain her but your lie.

Aye, you loved her just as any predator is fixated on his prey.

Gracing her with silent screams and a perpetual pain,
your might holds sway.