Kidnapped

I was kidnapped by a Russian family, I stole two pancakes,
Before I could devour them, they came for me.
Beyond hotels, beyond the river road,
Straight into a kitchen, the mother,
Blind me with a towel,
I’ll fake to faint, I wish to see the father,
No apparel.
I get left alone with my sight, in an unrecognisable room.
Here I’m abused by the family, apart from the father.
Please stop the abuse, the images of home being destroyed.
I don’t wish to sit here, so I’ll stand,
Trying to invisible myself.
Why do they torment me in English?
The smallest even gets his chance,
I’ll set Max upon you.
Claw him, rip him, that’s it, make him scream,
Cry little one, cry you little shit.
You do not know who I am.
Down by my side, a knife, so long, so thin.
I’ll murder them in their sleep, I’ll start with the father, the ruler.
No longer will he rule my punishment.
His heart to kill him dead?
His skull for the same effect, too noisy,
His throat……….no sound you’ll make, then your heart.
I’ll then kill your family one by one, while you lay there bleeding.
How petty, two pancakes, let me go.
You’ve entered my abuse room before I’ve the chance to slaughter you,
I feel compelled however to apologise,
I’ve predicted what he wants to hear, and yet still want to kill him.
“I’m sorry”
“More meaning” you say,
“I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I’m sorry”
Like a robot with no emotion, I’ll repeat I’m sorry.
And just like that, you let me go.
I still want you all dead, but I want to go home more.
I’ll be back for you.