His Human Toys

She grabs her keys, her coat, her bag
As she walks toward the door 
Today is done, the night is soon 
She closes up the store 
Walking fast towards her car 
She senses something near 
Looking back she sees someone 
Her heart now pumps with fear 
Footsteps now advance her way 
Their pace seems hard and fast 
Running now to find her car 
Before this days her last 
What she doesn't seem to know 
He's moved her car away 
She's now become what he does call 
A nice and easy prey 
He grabs her swiftly from behind
Slamming her to the ground
The impact of this knocks her out 
This poor girl he has found 
He takes his time to end her life 
This power he feels,  he enjoys 
For every person he does kill 
Are only his human toys