My Crimson Love

I had a love that was bittersweet, to him I was a tasty morsel, midnight treat.
He tied me down and gaged me strong, left me to cry there all night long.
Ashamed and scared, wallowing in tears, the morning light away with my fears.
The moonlit hours bring the devil's seed, plays for a while, leaves me to die and bleed.
I wish he'd be through, kill me dead, Then I'd stop bleeding this violent red.
God, will I ever find any peace, Will this pain ever stop or cease?
From the beginning I have wished was the end of, my brutal, bittersweet crimson love!