Give me something that hurts.
Write me a poem that burns a hole
through the very page it rests upon.
Tell me a story that makes my soul

fear the unholy retribution
it hasn't even begun to earn.
Establish a word that, when spoken,
defies the very forces permitting the world to turn.

Stab me with something sharp.
**** me with something vile.
**** me with something evil.
Ruin me so that I may live.

Take me into a world where death is
welcomed. Not out of acceptance, but
of fear. Fear of the rope, the culling.
Lock me I'm a box and neglect me.

Can I **** you if you're dead walking?
Stupid question, who could entertain
the notion of ending your motion?
as if stopping the tide to spite the ******* moon.

****** me. Satisfy your sadistic
belief that despite all logic,
I am the sole origin of all suffering.
Set me free.