Cut me horizontal, cut me vertical
with your lengthy blade
enter me from every angle.

Peel my flesh back
expose my sensitive nerves
and tell me you love me.

Push it in deep
help me feel pleasure
out and in, right to the hilt.

Let the blood pour
dripping slowly from my body
seeping into the sheets
soaking us both.

The feel of the blade
so hard, so sleek
coated warm and sticky.

Your turn to bleed, release it all
liquid mingling, with my own
we cry out, the last drop is wrung
sweating, gasping, bleeding...

*****

Years, I think it was,
that you told me you
wanted me.
I just wasn't ready
for that kind of love.
Still you stayed in my life.
The day I knew was like
the sun being pulled out from
months of overcast skies.
Loving you was the
easiest thing I've ever done.
Some days I think
leaving me
was the easiest thing
you've ever done.
I should have known
when you started comparing
your paper cuts to
bullet holes,
convinced I was holding
the gun.
Desperate
for what you didn't have
and nothing changed
when you got it.
You were nothing
but sunshine
that couldn't handle
the rain.