Red drops.
Tiny. Brutal. Morbid.
Dripping
Slowly
Steadily.
My nails claw on your chest.
Long gashes
Red drops.
Trickling
In the midst of this sadistic frenzy
I smile.
At your painful moans
At your begging pleas
At your dying whispers.
Every emotion sensitized
And every sound heightened
Till it was saved in my membrane
In my mind forever.
'Cuz no pain of yours
was bigger than mine.
The drops, once had been gushing from my body
the pleading moans,
had once been my beg for refuge.
And your manic laugh,
as an answer to my begs, is still etched on my mind.
Your sadistic hands clawing at my body
drawing blood
drawing pain
drawing sanity
still there in my mind.
Thriving,
on this pain that I bring you.
No second chances,
since I didn't even get my first.
No mercy, since I died too.