Sadist

Carve your name into my skin.

The lacerations open as she drags the glass down my arm,

Leaving the shard stained in blood.

The air grows cold.

I couldn't bear it.

Stained in blood.

I couldn't bear it.

The air grows cold.

I couldn't bear it.

I couldn't bear reality.

In this empty house, slowly bleeding out.

Her tongue caresses the open wound,

I feel her hands wrap around my neck.

Her tongue caresses the open wound,

I feel her hands wrap around my neck.

Her tongue caresses the open wound, I feel her.

Bringing a sense of stillness,

The wind passes through the broken window above

As I suffocate to death.