The capture of her soul

Walking along the shore.
staring at the sand.
Glancing over the waves.
A evil man takes her hand.

He stares into her eyes.
He then captures her soul.
Oh, the heart he was stole.
He begins to drag her along the sand.
Her hand still in his.

She looks up at him,
eyes filled with fear
As he grabs even tighly her fear turns to tears.
She's scared, is she ever.
Walking alone on the beach
wasn't so clever,

He takes her to a beach house.
Steals every respect she ever had.
she knew the next move was going to be bad.

He takes off her clothes.
Throws her on the bed.
The words she wish she would have said.
Negative feelings fly threw her mind.
Wow. was she ever blind.

She's scared to death and near it to.
She's drapped on the bed, naked and used.
He continues in his thrust.
His look of satisfaction filled her with disgust.

He takes out a knife that was left on the floor.
He slaps her across the face and screams she's a *hore.
It almost time, the clock is ticking.
The way he worded his words, was quit tricking.

He slides the knife down her spine.
She knew that was the sign.

I wish I could tell you what happened next.
It starts with the knife pushed into her chest.
It ends with blood seeping across the floor.
This was the end of her life, with sins all paid for.