I'll tell you a story you'll never forget.
About a boy who loved the wrong man.

On a dark and scary night they met.
On that it was a coincidence I wouldn't bet.

The older was possessed,
The younger he wanted to have.

His body, his heart, his mind, his soul.
Selfishly he wanted it all.

The boy was naive, he was too young.
The only thing he wanted was love.

The possessive behavior caused weird actions,
But for a long time nothing was suspicious.

It was suffocating, like he was in a prison.
The love the boy wanted turned into obsession.

Friends and family he had to leave.
His everything to the older he had to give.

Closed in a room, guarded as a treasure,
He was dying inside under the pressure.

The older followed him, checked him out,
All his messages and calls the older wanted to know about.

The boy was afraid, tired of this relationship,
After a while he just wanted to quit.

On a dark and scary night they met.
The boy wanted this nightmare to end.

The older was mad, refused to accept,
His treasure, he wanted it back.

Saying goodbye finally,
Made the boy feeling free completely.

He turned his back on the man,
And never looked back again.

For the first time in forever he went to his friend,
Enjoying his freedom was the only problem he had.

He didn't notice, he was too relieved,
That a shadow quietly followed him.

In the house, among his friends,
He saw a man standing with a knife in his hand.

The smile forze on his face,
He knew what was coming,
The freedom he desired disappeared in a minute.

Later in the house a cop was shocked.
Carefully checked the body covered with blood.

Next to the boy, in his moveless hand,
A letter written with his blood lied there.

The message was clear, there was nothing to ask:

"If I can't have you, then no one can."