Haphazard Explorations & Experiments In Fiction
I’m just a psycho that wants to see you bleed,
All your good for is to fill my need.
I see your breasts rise and fall, and I want to watch the motion recede.
So laying on top of you, I put my arm to your neck and begin to press down,
Until you’re so close to passing out, you can’t struggle to be freed.
I still want to see you bleed;
What I’ve done doesn’t fill the need.
So I tear your shirt off and rake my fingernails across your stomach,
And I watch four ugly scratches bleed,
but it’s not enough for me yet…
Taking your pretty head into my hands, I lift you up and slam it against the wall,
Once, twice, three times, making sure your nose hits hard on the last one.
Not sure if you’re still alive, I get up and leave you… for awhile.
For now, you’ve fulfilled my need.
I got to see you bleed.