Kiss of the Dragon

Kiss of the Dragon

You locked him in his room,
You kissed him good night.
You told him you loved;
That it would be alright.
You look right into his eyes,
Lie straight to his face.
Kiss him on the head,
Who knew you could be so fake?
But he did not know what would happen that night,
Neither did you
He pushed threw the door,
Then you knew,
Just exactly, what you had to do.
Anger smeared across his face;
He came onto you, grabbing a tight hold on your waist.
You screamed and you thrashed,
But could not hold against his grasp.
Then you did it, you grabbed the needle.
You acted like you loved him;
You acted like you wanted to give him a hug.
You shove the pointy little thing in the back of his neck.
And this, we call, the Kiss of the Dragon.
He shall bleed slowly to his death.
You are safe.
You are free.
And so it your most precious.