Surprise

You don't surprise me any longer
my love, you are no new to me
I know when u come every night
and the gift u have brought for me

I know the smile on your face
known to me is the light in your eyes
Your self assured easy moves
your eyes full of lies

I know the gift you bring
you bring for me with care
I know the weapon you carry
I know when the attack is near

I know the exact time, depth
and style of every cut
I know that look on your face
so alive with the blood lust

I know too, the number of attacks
and how much blood i shall lose
I know how much skin would give way
and break for blood to ooze..

I know it all, its a routine
I have learned your reasons
I have accepted your affection
and your expression for all seasons

Yet what is not known to me
is my own state of shock
the newness of pain
the tears that come down to mock

The sequence of action is the same
for every night is one of crime-
struggle-blood-surrender-tears-
N yet it hurts so bad every time...