Love with a touch of terror

A/N: This poem is very dark and maybe considered "groesome". I warn you now. There is a not-so-subtle concept of rape and torture.

Take one lonely co-ed
Mix her with fright
As she is marinated
By the stormy night
Whip to a froth
With a bucket of blood
Pour onto the floor
All coated with mud
Secure with a chain
In a preheated cell
Baking quite nicely
In her personal hell
When he comes once a day
To partake in this feast
She’s garnished with terror
By this horrible beast
Unremorsefully satisfied
In his sick, twisted way
This gluttonous monster
Locks up his prey
Insane from abuse
She’s let rest for a while
But still she’s aware
He’ll be back with a smile
She wishes for freedom
Beaten and sore
Tries not to scream
As he returns for more
Her body left in ruin
Her mind he flays
When he reminds her again
It is love he displays